Nanna was the first dead person I ever saw. Her hair was blue against the pillow. And when me hand bumped her… — Tim Winton
Nanna was the first dead person I ever saw. Her hair was blue against the pillow. And when me hand bumped her cheek she was cold and heavy and a kind of spark went through me, like a terrible familiar feeling. And I understood it then. She was meat. That's what dead things are.
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