I was born, if not yesterday, then certainly at an early age. At
different points, my writing and I have occupied spaces as varied as
here, there and nowhere.
While I was indulging in the ritual hand blowing that characterised my Christmas travels around the graveyard, I noticed a man who was by a grave which was two rows forward and three plots along from where I was.
- Length: 6 pages
- Age Rating: PG
- Genre: Fiction
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