‘You couldn’t stay here forever with us two old forgeries.’ I stand there and stare at the fire, trying not to cry. It is a long time since I have done this and, in doing it, remember that it is the worst thing you can possibly do. I don’t so much hear as feel Kinsella leaving the room. ‘Don’t upset yourself,’ the woman says. ‘Come over here.’ She shows me pages with knitted jumpers and asks me which pattern I like best – but all the patterns seem to blur together and I just point to one, a blue one, which looks like it might be easy. ‘Well, you would pick the hardest one in the book,’ she
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