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Barbeque truths
‘I need to find out who he is,’ Grace said, turning a sausage over on the barbeque she had set up on the small patch of grass at the front of the chalet. ‘I can’t stop thinking about him.’
Joan shook her head. ‘Do you think that’ll stop you thinking about Daniel?’
‘It might.’
‘You know, Grace, I know you’d love this to be some kind of cool movie-type thing, but you’re going to be disappointed. I just know it. He’ll be like some weirdo or something. Why would he bother with the mask otherwise?’
‘Because he likes being mysterious?’
‘Look, the only people who wear masks do it for a reason. Either they’re hiding something, or they’re rough. Think, Jason Vorhees, the Phantom of the Opera.’
‘One’s a kind of zombie and the other’s a disfigured opera singer. This guy’s j
