Maureen was suffering from palpitations, mood swings and night sweats. Her mother recognised the symptoms immediately.
‘The Change, Mum? Seriously? I’m too young!’
‘Nonsense, dear,’ said her wise old mum. ‘It comes when it comes.’
That night, Maureen felt worse than ever.
Come morning, Maureen’s mother clambered over what remained of the door, ‘How was your night?’
‘The facial hair’s pretty unpleasant,’ Maureen said, surveying the destruction of the previous night, the shredded curtains, perforated walls and splintered furniture. ‘But running wild, eating whatever I damn well please was seriously liberating . And you say this happens every full moon?’
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