Home: an extract from Ch1 of ‘A Million Sticky Kisses’ by Sally Rose

When we got there at 10:00am, the children were just getting up. They dashed into the living room to greet me joyously, “Tia, tia!” Aunty. They looked like they’d grown a lot since August, especially Alfonso. He was much taller and string-bean skinny. Marisol and Arturo had promised to…