A dark mass of wreckage, over which hung a slight mist of vapour, lay half in the ditch, half across the hedge, close under a tree from the trunk of which the bark had been torn and stripped. Do you remember what I said when you took me at the Mint four days ago? I told you my turn would come. “I want to be your friend,” he said. What our dear mother would say back home I dread to think. She was ashamed of herself for the simple gladness she felt wash over her as the infant’s screams ended.
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