Ragged Company
“James said over coffee the morning after Timber had returned.
“Likely not. But tell me anyway,” I said.
“He wants to sign over everything to her.”
“All of it?”
“All of it. Except for what he needs to live.”
“What are you going to do?”
“What can I do? It’s his wish.”
“What about him? What’s he going to do?”
“He’s going to carve. Digger’s going to give him space at the back of his store.”
“Jesus.”
“Well, I don’t know about Jesus but somebody’s watching over things. Somebody with a very particular sense of humour.”
“Hell of a story.”
James smiled. “You’re right, Granite. It is a hell of a story. How are you doing on that?”
“Well, I’m making notes. That might not seem like much but at least I find myself doing it. And the strange thing is, they were right. I am the only one that can tell it properly.”
“Not surprising. You’ve been on the inside all along. There’s nothing in any of this that you missed. Except maybe the life, maybe the details of surviving like they did all those years.
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