Duf grinned and pointed at me. “I knew it,” he said. “You done did it. You won the bloody thing, didn’t-cha? Course you did. Knew it, didn’t I?” “How did you know?” I called out, though I couldn’t keep the grin off my face. “’Cause you ain’t dead, that’s why.” “Dad!” exclaimed a mortified Delph. “He’s right, Delph,” I said. “I’m not dead, ergo, I won.”