#399883

Heck, I’ve just remembered something. And it’s not good.

A while ago, earlier this year, before lockdown, I found a hair on his bed.

I looked at it long and hard. I knew straight away it wasn’t mine or his.

I remember telling myself to remember it, because it seemed important, even though I had no context.

I had forgotten until now.

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