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The Uninvited

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‘How’s Sweden?’ Ashok wants toknow. My screen tells me it’s 9.12 localtime. It’s Thursday 20th September. Thiswas my mother’s birthday. Had she livedshe would now be seventy-one.‘See for yourself.’ I angle my laptop toshow him the view of the waterfront frommy window, where ships, ferries andboats gleam dully under a low sun. ‘<strong>The</strong>forecast says it’ll be cloudy with light rainshowers and a high of twelve.’‘Neat,’ he says. ‘Must go theresometime. What are you up to then,Maestro?’‘I had sex with a demographer.’ Thatwakes him up.‘Well they don’t call you the PussyMagnet for nothing. She Swedish? I hearthey’re hot.’

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