[ The beach isn't Crosshaven, but it'll do because it's where he hears her voice the most. 'I want to walk into the sea and never come back. I want the tide to take me out of me and give me someone else. Maybe for a half hour or so. That would be good, wouldn't it, Pig?' It's ringing in his ears louder than the waves.
Jesus, Runt.
[ He doesn't notice Carla--not when he's lost in his thoughts and concentrating on doing exactly fuck-all. ]
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Jesus, Runt.
[ He doesn't notice Carla--not when he's lost in his thoughts and concentrating on doing exactly fuck-all. ]
Half our or so. Fuck.