Sublime

‘You’re on another planet!’ Mrs Baker would cry as she turned off the gas or saved the bath from overflowing. ‘God only knows what you did before I came.’ ‘Well,’ Astrid would say, ‘I had Charlie, and before Charlie I lived in squalor.’

‘All I’m saying is, who’s going to remember it now, really? Or care? Nobody, Astrid. That’s who.’ ‘But a young woman died!’ Astrid cried. ‘Sally Morgan died!’ ‘She was famous at the time, I grant you, but no one remembers her now, do they? Or you, for that matter.’