Child of Summer
mouse, sheet music, comedy
FICTION ALERT: THIS STORY IS IN NO WAY A REFLECTION OF MY LIFE AND THE STORY IS A COMPLETE WORK OF FICTION.
I was born into a rather unconventional household. My mother was a particularly quirky lady. Growing up she used to call me her ‘Child of Summer’ which was always a puzzle to me because we lived in the northern hemisphere and I was born in April. April is very much spring, not summer.