My Friend MumChapter 5 The Day I Became a Woman
Anyway my 16th birthday edged ever closer and still my relationship with my Mum grew stronger but we still managed to somehow compartmentalise the different facets of it, and no-one outside the two of us guessed or even suspected that we were any more than mother and daughter. Apart from her circle of girl-loving friends of course, who probably had guessed the fact. Christmas and New Year came and went without too much incident. I went out with friends to a club for New Year and Mum went for...