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in. ‘<strong>The</strong>y die.’‘Who?’‘People. <strong>The</strong>y get sick. From poisonand the sun. <strong>The</strong>ir eyes pop. <strong>The</strong>n they dieand we bury them in salt. And whenthey’re ready we dig them up. For eating.’He throws a handful of sand and salt overthe chopped pieces.‘That’s a sad story, Freddy.’‘It’s not a story.’‘But if it was, how would it go afterthat?’ His face changes again. As ifsleepwalking, he gets down from the tableand opens the front door. ‘Freddy K?’ Ablast of freezing air rushes in as he stepsoutside, still barefoot. He never wearsshoes any more and I have stopped tryingto make him. ‘Freddy!’ We were gettingsomewhere: I can’t let him go now. ‘So

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