Changing Places
A first Friday Fix story. “The fickle finger of fate”. My starting line was “Spending may help ease the pain” from The Economist.

“How’s it going mum?”
Wimpering from behind the curtain.
“Does it fit?”
35 years ago I was in there, trying on my first bra; she was out here, hovering.
“I can’t…. I don’t… oh!”
Anguished confusion. To know that you knew but no more.
“Never mind mum, let’s get tea.”
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