Chapter 5

I recorded it at four in the morning at my mother's kitchen table, in a jumper, with my hair up, because I wanted to look like myself and not like anybody's idea of a wronged woman.

It took one take. I'd been writing it in my head since the ridge fires, and I only cried once, near the end, and I left it in because taking it out would have been a lie about how it felt.

I sent it to Petra at five with a note saying she was under no obligation and that if she'd rather not, I'd…