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you know, it took us ages to get her hand open. She had it closed so tightly.’
I SAID NOTHING WAS TO BE TAKEN!
‘It’s all right. It’s all right. We left her holding it.’
GOOD.
‘What was it?’
MY TIME.
‘Sorry?’
MY TIME. THE TIME OF MY LIFE.
‘It looks like an eggtimer for very expensive eggs.’ Bill Door looked surprised. YES. IN A WAY. I HAVE GIVEN HER.
‘Move up.’
WHAT?
‘I said move up. I want to sit down.’
Bill Door made space on the anvil. Miss Flitworth sat down.
‘So you’re going to die,’ she said.
YES.
‘And you don’t want to.’ SOME OF MY TIME.‘How come you need time?’EVERY LIVING THING NEEDS TIME. AND WHEN IT RUNS OUT, THEY DIE. WHEN IT RUNS OUT, SHE WILL DIE. AND I WILL DIE, TOO. IN A FEW HOURS.‘But you can’t -‘I CAN. IT’S HARD TO EXPLAIN
NO.
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