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W: It sounds what?
H: Like you’ve had some kind of epiphany? Have you had an epiphany?
W: Maybe a mini one. A sort of half-a-piphany, if that’s possible.
H: If you’ve had a half-a-piphany then I suppose it must be.
W: Look, I think – sorry you’re right, this isn’t light and fluffy at all, is it?
H: It’s fine, Wens. Go on.
W: Well, you were right. About Mum. When she died, that was it, wasn’t it? That’s when I veered off the rails. You know it’s all come back to me now. How Mum actually died, I mean. It was quite traumatic.
H: I bet.
W: Bloody traumatic, actually. Horrific.
H: Yep, I can totally believe that, Wendy. Even if you never did say a word.
W: You know, I couldn’t?
H: You couldn’t?
W: No. I couldn’t even remember it myself. I think I scrubbed it because it was so awful. To sort of… survive. So that I could carry on functioning. Otherwise I would have imploded or something.
H: That makes sense, I guess. You had so much to organise.
W: Yes, I’ll tell you about it at some point. I want to. And I need to tell Neil about it, too. He doesn’t even know about when she died so he can’t really know why I’m angry, can he? It’s unfair of me to expect him to. I can see that now.
H: I think that might be a bit of a fiery conversation. Do you mind if I opt out?
W: Yes, I’m sure. And yes. It’ll just be Neil and me for that one. And I’m not going to rush into it, either. I might see someone first to talk it all through.
H: You mean, like a professional?
W: Yes. I should have done that ages ago. Maybeweshould see someone, too.
H: I think you’re right. Maybe we should.
W: Anyway, there you go. That’s where I’m at.
H: And it all sounds shockingly reasonable.
W: Good.
H: And the… um… drinking? How are you feeling about that, dare I ask?
W: Well, for the time being, I’ve stopped.
H: You’ve stopped?
W: Yeah. I haven’t had a drink for ninety-um… three hours.
H: Ninety-three hours? That’s precise. And do you think you might want to see someone about that, too?
W: About the drinking? Oh, I don’t think so. I think I’ve got it sorted.
H: …
