In lieu of an abstract, here is a brief excerpt of the content:

25 Cat Got Your Tongue? She’d come with bruises and excuses. Her name was Geesje and she was my best friend at school. Mother dead, father and brother to care for her and her sister. And care they did. It was wartime, everyone taking what wasn’t theirs, so they took her, too. When Social Services got wind, they put her in a foster home. I saw her forty years later, on my first trip home. We cried, didn’t have anything to say, too many words, no tongue to find them. Her name was Geesje and she was my best friend. ...

Share