Friday, May 18, 2007

Distraught Neighbour

We are in a huge dark flat in a Victorian house. C has returned from his trip away with very long hair. Outside my front door I overhear the woman upstairs sobbing to another neighbour, "And then he......Well, we will have to......him. We can't put up with that...." Although I can only partly hear what she is saying I am convinced she is talking about me. I had been unsuccessfully trying to counsel her the other night.

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