Snow in August

 I knew you'd ask. Look, I doubt it, most of the time, I was just a fun toy, made him feel good. Michael needs props to feel good, the showing off in the press.I was a toy, he didn't care about my feelings, needs or wishes, but most of the time it was a fun game for him, one he could throw away, he wasn't interested in how I felt.  The time he did seem to want to hurt me and get a reaction was his theft of my medical data. Even when he threw me away, it was more like child dropping a toy 'Bored now, this one is hard work, let's do something else'.  But he did hurt me, he destroyed me, and he shouldn't be showing off in the #LimerickLeader 

 According to emails from me to Michael's doctor friend, it was August 13th, 2024 that this happened.  Michael had emailed saying he would meet me at the penthouse and we would go for a meal. He said we were going to discuss plans for my future. He made it sound exciting. I was looking forward to seeing him. My mentor, my rescuer, my future. The good in life after all the bad. And I was left devastated.  When he arrived at the penthouse I opened the door with a smile, delighted to see him, but he just stood there with his head bowed, his hair was grey, which was strange as his hair is white, but I realise that his hair must have been sweaty, turning it grey. He very obviously wasn't okay, I was holding the door open for him to come in but he kind of stood there not looking at me and then said 'Can I come in?' as if the door wasn't being held open for him, and I started to get the vibe that things were weird. He came in and pushed out onto the terrace and sat down. H...

 I always wondered why the story of Nanny McPhee and the Patrick Doyle soundtrack always attached it self to my relationship with Michael. My brain is an interesting machine, damaged so badly by injury and trauma and rewired with an autistic slant. The brain always insisted in attaching Snow in August and Nanny McPhee to the penthouse and Michael.  You see, the relationship between myself and Michael wasn't romantic, he unsurprisingly had no interest in me that way, I was overweight and looked pretty awful from homelessness and my teeth were broken and so on. Sometimes because of what he said and did, I was afraid his actions might be to do with trafficking. And I sometimes wonder if he was disappointed to find I was older than I looked. He did push me for my birthday, age and date of birth and when he stole my data, I presume he got all his info.  Snow in August has romance and challenges in it, it begins with a widower and his troubled children. The widower is being for...