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Absconder

When I got up naked from bed, I heard my name called but there was no one at the door or kitchen window or outside on the balcony; John was in the bathroom. “How did you get in?” By duplicate … Continue reading

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Prison Visit

First time, I set off in plenty time, going to the police station to enquire the quickest way to get there, by public transport. The station had moved. I went to where it had moved to and couldn’t get in. … Continue reading

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After the Fall The Fall Out

Greg came in the morning to ask me to supper. I hadn’t seen Greg since the beginning of the year because we’d both been preoccupied by other people. I asked if John could come. I didn’t know how much Greg … Continue reading

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Suicide in the Bathroom

John asked why he was thinking night before of killing himself in the bathroom. I didn’t know. He didn’t, he said, because it wouldn’t be fair on me, who was asleep at the time and when I got up to … Continue reading

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Anger Management

John came back late and we went to bed late and we talked. I’m not saying it isn’t enjoyable at the time, being in his arms, but it was three before I could sleep. I couldn’t get back to sleep … Continue reading

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John’s Job

John came back at night with a job, provisionally, as a landlady’s handyman if he satisfactorily finished off the room he was given to clean, paint, repair cupboards of and plumbing to by next day. This was good news in … Continue reading

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Break

I went for foil to put the sardines on to grill without losing their oil. There was none. He’d used up the foil, for only the one purpose, smoking, and broken our agreement. I’d ask for the keys back and … Continue reading

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Shoplifter Shop Lifted

John had reverted to shoplifting. He has after all a habit again to feed till the Subitex comes. He gave me £10 because I’d said once he was working I might give Quentin £10 a week. I didn’t see why … Continue reading

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Visit and Day Out

I was thinking of lunch when I saw Quentin approaching outside. He didn’t know I can’t let him in if he doesn’t buzz or to use the tradesman’s to let himself in at that time of the morning (if it … Continue reading

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Lapse

I’m going to put in the end of the last post here for easy access because it was the updated part which Facebook doesn’t show: He was in bed all day, at death’s door, with a cold. He recovered sufficiently … Continue reading

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