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GUATIZA SUPERMARKET, TUESDAY 26 MARCH 2019On the way back from Billy’s place, I realised I was getting tired of all the investigating. I wasn’t getting any younger and needed to pace myself. Above all, I needed to figure out what I wanted to say to Billy before we met. I also needed the bathroom after that tea at Paula and Celestino’s.
As I was turning back onto the main road, I remembered we were out of milk and eggs.
‘Let’s swing by the Guatiza supermarket,’ I said, thinking my bladder could hold out that long.
Clarissa remained silent. It was not a remark that required an answer.
I pulled up outside the little supermarket located in a building that was no more than the size of a large family home. ‘Coming in?’
‘Why not.’
We both grabbed a wire basket on our way inside and brow
