I took the opportunity to attend the funeral. It was nice
to see friends and family again; AND in an environment where we
wouldn’t quarrel. There’d been too much of that of late. Oh yes, I
remembered the quarrels, the last one resulting in where I was
now. And I suppose the service decided me to visit one of them
again. Oh yes, I intend to often visit my murderer.
© Anthony North, 2010
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