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It may have been the way he smiled, but again a feeling of dismay, sadness, loss, almost choked me. This time I did not let him see it.
It was like that morning when I found the dead horse. Say nothing and it may not be true.

Would I be lonely? She asked and I said “No”, looking at the colours. Hours and hours and hours I thought.

My mother, whom I must forget and pray for as though she were dead, though she is living.

“There must have been many of the bay people but I recognised no one. They all looked the same, it was the same face repeated over and over, eyes gleaming, mouth half open to shout.”

‘And how will you like that?’ I thought, as I kissed him. ‘How will you like being made exactly like other people?’

‘He does not look hurt,’ I argued. ‘Great mistake to go by looks,’ she said, ‘one way or the other.’

“I woke next morning knowing that nothing would be the same. It would change and go on changing.”