Wednesday, March 03, 2004
"Yeah, not bad."
Barely audible squeaks come from the phone.
"What's that? Eh? Nah, nuffink, not a sausage."
More squeaks.
"Ha! Yeah, that's right, he ain't never comin' 'ome, that's for sure. Ha ha!"
Silence.
"Right, best be off, me train's 'ere. See ya Tamara."
Phone is slipped into pocket and child steps onto train.
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