fairytaleWhen I was nine and my brother was seven, our dad and his girlfriend took us to the fairground. I had only met dad’s girlfriend a few times before. Her name was Ursula, and I wished she did look like Ursula the sea witch. Really, she looked as though she had stepped right out of a magazine.fairytale by apoemhowsweet
When Ursula saw us, her red lips stretched really wide to show her perfect white teeth, but her eyes didn’t smile. My brother didn’t seem to notice. He chatted away to both of them about his favourite rides, but I didn't want to look up at her face after that. When my dad went to get change from a machine, I sat next to Ursula on the bench, looking at her pointy tanned knees. Mine looked almost see-through and were soft in comparison, sprinkled with freckles like the chocolate flecked foam on one of dad’s cappuccinos.The fairground music was tinny and loud. It reminded me of the Pink Elephants on Parade scene in Dumbo.
When dad returned, I tugged at my brother’s arm poi