Epilogue
He smelled of musty earth and grass. And he let me hunt snakes in the back with him. He was always going to ‘see a man about a dog’. And he let me read the football results to him. Suddenly, he wasn’t there any more.
She was always making me roast beef sandwiches and spoiling me crazy. And later on she smelled of death and she didn’t know it. She spoke in swahili before she wasn’t there any more.
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