Chapter 109 Kathline (Davey).
Kathline’s Point of View.
The swirling North Sea waters build up in ferocity, crashing against the promenade, spraying those brave enough to walk alongside the iron railings. I stay beyond the grass area, safe from the turbulent sea, as I inhale the salt air. The metaphor does not escape me, as I stare out, my mind feeling as troubled as the wild waters.
I came here first thing this morning, in a bid to escape the drama back home. My home, once a peaceful haven, had turned into something else, and only one person was to blame. Liv. I spend my days listening to her tales of ‘woe is me’, sympathising or at least trying to. Her constant need for attention has worn thinner than toilet paper. I cannot even sit and cuddle Davey anymore without some drama unfol
