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Nevermore
Dorothy used to ring us up Sunday lunchtime, almost as regular as clockwork.
For a split second earlier today, when I was in the toilet as it happens, I had the fleeting thought that something I was expecting to happen hadn't happened yet. And then I remembered.
For a split second earlier today, when I was in the toilet as it happens, I had the fleeting thought that something I was expecting to happen hadn't happened yet. And then I remembered.
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My grandmother Gwen and her younger sister, my Aunt Martha, used to talk on the phone every morning at 9 AM. They'd done it for decades.
About two weeks after Grandma passed away, Martha called my mother in tears and said, "Gwen didn't call me this morning and it suddenly struck me that she'll never call me again."
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