Magnificence
He came to the door looking for the key to the electrics box. Actually I heard the ship’s bell clang on the gate and looked out through michaelmas daisies to see legs and a body moving through long grass so I went to the front door and waited. He was slight. Short hair gathered in a knot on the top of his head. I’ve been through this before with the key and I said so, inviting him in to search the rows of old and new collected on the dresser hooks. Maybe this one. Or this one. Next we searched the neighbour’s cupboards and shelves, places where it might be hung; friends who wouldn’t mind, who…
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