“As he looked down at her face, first light was slanting through the room. He would have said she was at peace, except that there was no one there. A skull. Some skin.”
(John Harvey – In A True Light)
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A time uncountable by days
Two little brothers are adopted. They are separated at such a young age that they can't remember anything about it. More than 30 years...
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