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She sent me a card. A happy little cartoon boy. She wrote on the front, “Well we're both still alive”. On the other side it said: “Hi Bam Bam (that's her pet name for me), A. I hear you're showing some improvement in your health. I'm so glad. B. I also hope you're settling down, because you really scare me. So I'm keeping away for the time being.” She signed it “love Debbie”.
That's nice, I thought. A caring and considerate gesture. I rang to hear her voice and to thank her.
“I appreciated the card. It was very nice.”
She ignored this and asked how I was. I told her and we talked a bit more. I said, “The card was very nice.”
“It wasn't meant to be nice,” she said.
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Mick Kannegiesser
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