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| Photography by Al Forbes |
‘By the clock’ she said, so I waited for the girl with
saffron hair. I waited for the girl carrying a newspaper while listening to the
chatter of the passers-by. The scowling mothers dragging howling toddlers through
old London town and lovers on their way to a show. The minutes passed and I
watched the pigeons swooping down to grasp a crumb. The minutes passed until it
was too late and I sat drinking coffee before going home. Drinking coffee and
listening to the girl on my mobile phone repeating the night’s events at the
Rovers. Mother had got caught up watching reruns of Coronation Street again.
© J Farmer 2013
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