‘This is where Ron had his Coca-Cola machine,’ explained Bob. He smiled. ‘Ron loved Coca-Cola. He drank it all the time. That was his thing. Anyway, one day the machine leaked some syrup. That’s what the stain is. There’s been a lot of debate about whether we should clean it up. I say leave it. It’s a nice thing.’ ‘Like a relic,’ I said. ‘Right,’ said Bob. ‘A kind of Coca-Cola Turin shroud,’ I said. ‘Whatever,’ said Bob.
