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January 15, 2015
‘Please could you come out
from under the table now
Suzette, and take yourself
home. Our Arrabella is about
to be served her meal, and
there isn’t enough to share
with you, and besides, your
Mother will be wondering
where you’ve got to.
It would be nice if you could
help to fold up the sheet
before you leave.
You can come back tomorrow,
but what you both find to talk
about all this time, in your
tiny, white tented world –
God only knows!
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