It was dark and the curtains were drawn when I finally stirred into consciousness. The TV was still on, and mum was sitting watching the X-Factor. My eyes opened slowly to a blonde, skinny girl singing a Marvin Gaye cover. I wasn’t that fond of the X-Factor, because the judges always seemed to be so mean to the contestants, but I reckoned it was almost over, so I wouldn’t badger mum to change the channel. I stretched my arms above my head and yawned gently.
“Hello again love,” mum said, turning to look at me from the chair to my right. She had her feet up, cradling a cup of tea with a couple of biscuits on her stomach.
“Hey Mum,” I murmured, feeling myself wake up slightly, “have I been asleep long?”
“Oh, a couple of hours maybe,” she replied, putting the cup of tea down on the side table, “there’s a fresh pot of tea if you’d like some, and some biscuits?”
“Oh yeah, that’d be wonderful