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This snippet is about Lark, one of my favourite characters from Mona’s story. He’s cool, independent and has the spirit of the river Thames.
I wanted to surprise and motivate myself so I commissioned a very talented artist to draw Lark for me, so I even have a picture of him. Isn’t that great ? 🙂
A guy walked in, but I didn’t give him a second look, the swamp of grief had dragged me deeper and deeper. The apple juice I was drinking turned sour in my mouth. Suddenly the room felt too small, I needed some fresh air. I stood up too suddenly and nearly bumped into someone. He wore a white T-shirt smelling of lemons and sun.
“Oh, the Cat who walks by himself, I love that story!” I said, recognising the print on the tee.
“Yeah. River got it for me last Christmas. She’s a huge literature nerd, I guess she wanted to make a point with it but I don’t know what exactly. I’m Lark, by the way.”