Joseph is five years old.
His family is with him on the beach as the day falls away.
Little brother, big brother, middle and older sister.
His mother searches for wood for the fire, the elder brother helps. They carry the biggest log in the world on two spindly sticks that they hold between them like a stretcher.
His father sits and fishes at the edge of the sea, it may be supper.
Joseph has a torch lamp strapped to his forehead.
As he runs across the sand, through the dusk, the light flashes and fades as he turns this way or that.
When he speaks to his little brother, the light shines directly in the little brother's eyes.
When he speaks to his sister, the light shines on her stomach.
When he passes the bucket he stops and bends over, peering in.
The light shines in the sandy water, he can see the one fish that lies there, sulking.
Moyionless the two.
Fish and Joseph.
One is a robot, or so it seems.
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