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I’m Going To Get Me A g*n – Cat Stevens
Back to the present.
It was getting late, but Madge seemed to get by on little sleep, so I didn’t feel guilty giving her a bell. She had, after all, asked to be part of my life, and me hers, all that time ago, and like I said, she’d helped me out more than once when I needed an ally.
‘It’s me, Nick,’ I said, when she picked up. ‘Hello,’ she said back. ‘I thought you might call.’
‘Knew I would, you mean.’
‘Maybe.’
‘I need a place to stay again. Mine’s a bit warm.’
‘The spare bed is made up as always.’
‘And I need some of my stuff.’
‘It’s all here, cleaned and loaded.’
‘Brilliant.’
‘When?’
‘Tonight?’
‘Anytime. You know that.’
‘I’ll be with you shortly.’
‘I’ll leave the door on the latch.’
I packed a few necessities in a leather hold
