Which is either the saddest thing I have ever heard or the most ordinary, and I have not decided which.
And the ninth of March, when he first asked, which I have put in three lines.
It was about half past seven in the evening and I was not on shift. I had come in as a visitor, which by then is what I was.
And he did it properly. He had thought about it and he said almost exactly what he said the second time.
And I said: “Let me think about it, love.”
And he said of course.
And here is what I have not told anybody, including Nancy.
He said one more thing after that, and it was not kind to himself and I have not been able to put it down.
He said: “Take as long as you want. I’ll be here.”
And then he heard it.
