Toni Le Busque's stories.

I found this one photograph among many photographs that I found in a wrecked old photo album I brought over from Australia.
In it my brother and I wear what look like NASA suits and my mother wears something made out of a picnic blanket.
I’m holding my mother’s hand; something I remember only ever doing while she was dying.
I’m using these photographs for the illustrated version of my parents’ life.