Homeward Bound

Homeward Bound Chapter 6

'Right Paperwork,' I chivvied mum along as it seemed like she would rather play with the cat.

'Oh, if we must,' she sighed.

I dumped the paperwork onto the kitchen table after several trips to and from her bedroom. It amazed me how much paperwork there was. I was definitely not looking forward to trawling through it all. Mum and Dad never bothered to categorise their paperwork like I did so I knew that would take a long time to sort through. As I sorted through the mountains of paper with mum although she would have been more helpful if she had actually told me that she had kept documents from the year dot. There were documents on the death of fluffy the previous cat before Tibbles, which I threw into a plastic bag for shredding.

I sighed after yet another bank statement had only my dad's name on it. It seemed that mum relied on my dad to do all the paperwork.

'Mum you really must ring up the companies dad had his name in and let them know that he has died.'

'I'll do that later,' she avoided, now eating a huge slice of the cake that she had made earlier.

She seemed to have forgotten all the fuss that she had made about putting jam into the sponge and I didn't bother to remind her. Though I was sure that later on she would be moaning about stomach pains. Well she could just use her trusty Gaviscon tablets.

'Shall we talk about who we need to notify about the funeral.'

'Well there is Mr Parker who your dad used to go out for drinks.' I wrote his name down on a list of people that mum would have to inform.

'Anyone else?' I quired not sure that there were a lot of people who actual liked my dad. It was probably dad's views on gays, religious cults, coloured people, and woman that drove them away.

I was saved from mum's indecisiveness by the ringing of the phone. I picked it up moving to the living room.

'Hello, its Danielle have you gone mad yet?'

'Not yet though I think I just may if I have to go through anymore paperwork.'

'I'm ringing to ask if you want to meet up and have dinner?'

I was more than willing to go out with Danielle as I didn't know how I would cope if I had to have a dinner made by mum again.

'Sure, I'll let mum know.'

'Meet you at the haberdashery shop as I need to close up for the day.'

I placed the phone back in the cradle before re-joining mum out in the kitchen. She seemed to have made a small dent in the paperwork.

'I'm going out with a friend,' I announced getting ready by putting on my coat which I had left on the chair I had been sat on.

'What about dinner?' she asked me in a pathetic way.

'You go ahead and enjoy your meal,' I urged her.

'Okay,' she relented with ease, or it was down to the fact she didn't want to cook much after the cake and wished I would be mug enough.

'While I'm gone you can get in contact with all the people I have wrote down,' I ordered going to the door. 'Oh, and don't wait up for me.'

With these final words I strode towards the front door before slipping out for the walk down to the haberdashery shop.

I met Danielle inside the shop. She had obviously just had a delivery as boxes of wool and other things you get in a haberdashery. I helped her put them on the shelves noticing that they had some garish pink wool. It made me think of mum and the blanket she was crocheting for Tibbles.