Driving past The World's End, I rang my mum -
Hello hello she said -
Tell her we'll be there by ten thirty Anne said -
She changed gear, glancing into the rear view mirror -
My dad picked up the phone in the lounge - hello hello he said -
I heard their two voices, my mum's and my dad's, both speaking at once, both precious, both moving away from me, into shadows and memory -
9.14
Sunday March 22 2015
In the silver Golf
A31
near Verwood
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