REV ROAD - PART THREE CHAPTER EIGHT

and then I did what I always do when something horrible happens.

I called Shep

a tired, pregnant woman-

and he couldn’t see her properly for the beating of his heart

it was the old combat feeling, the sense of doing exactly the right thing

quickly and well, when all other elements were out of his control

and he toyed with a temptation to pick it up and look through it

for photographs of women in the nude

and she was so nice this morning

Isn’t that the damndest thing?

The revolutionary Hill estates had not

been designed to accommodate a tragedy

A man running down these streets in

desperate grief was indecently out of place

She had been very careful

about the blood