JB Has To Go

Reading serious literature lights me up. Darkness does the same. I went to the river at midnight with a torch. I took a book.

Better to be out in the dark and know I was there than to wake up in the morning and not know. Not remember.

Sitting reading in a corner. Tall fences behind me, but far enough behind me that that I could not have heard a voice from the other side.

I heard a voice.

I knew that there was no-one there. I would have seen them walking. Even wrapped up in the tiny pool of light, alone with the book – I would still have seen them.

The voice told me that JB has to go. I start preparations now.

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