You were going to tell me this when?
It’s nonsense.
The men won’t build on a site we’ve paid four hundred and eighty-five thousand pounds for because they think there’s a fairy fort up there. And you felt this was beyond remark?
Friday, March 27, 2020
the last book I ever read (Night Boat to Tangier: A Novel by Kevin Barry, excerpt five)
You were going to tell me this when?
It’s nonsense.
The men won’t build on a site we’ve paid four hundred and eighty-five thousand pounds for because they think there’s a fairy fort up there. And you felt this was beyond remark?
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