Iain nods into Harry’s shoulder, trying to stifle his sobs. Harry smiles, and rubs circles on Iain’s back. ‘It’s raining so loud, nobody can hear you cry,’ he says. ‘You can,’ Iain snuffles. ‘Iain, I saw Numbles drop you into a drainage ditch like you were yesterday’s night soil,’ Harry smiles. ‘Your dignity is long gone with me.’
Rip dignity
