London Town/April 2017 |
What did she say?
She said: ‘whose ashes are they?’
She’s a smart cookie.
She’s from Alabama.
That’s a long way away.
But she has a holiday place down the road. Number 7.
How do you know that?
She gave me her address.
You?
Me.
Why you?
She sat next to me at dinner; we talked
about stuff.
Stuff?
Stuff.
What kind of stuff.
Ashes.
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