Monday, 21 September 2015

Once more into...

falling apart


I’m going to go back into the garage.

You’re insane, it’s midnight.

I’m drunk. Besides, I have to, there’s treasures in there, I can’t let them be destroyed by a house clearer.

Why are you clearing this house?

We have to sell it, to pay her care home fees. She doesn’t have any money, just her pension.

There’s a bond here in this box, it says “rollover bond”.

The Bradford.

Ring them!

(to be continued)

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