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‘Uh-huh.’ I curled up, pulled the
blanket round my chin, enjoying its
warmth against my skin and the languor
of sleep. I had no wish to think about
driving anywhere tomorrow and being
shaken round all day in the freezing cold,
loading and unloading coffins. I wanted
to sleep. Tomorrow... who cared about
tomorrow? What counted was that today
was over. Thoughts turned over heavily
and lazily in my head. I remembered the
coffin and the soldier’s mother sitting in
the depths of the truck, her vacant eyes
and her thin coat. Then I remembered the
major. ‘I’d have told you all right, you
goat-faced git,’ I said out loud, ‘I’d have
told you.’