Poorer relations given mental toys to entertain themselves. Innocently enough, to glimpse a brighter future. This backfired on everyone some of these guys knew as the players protected their future turf vehemently. And I wonder how they forgot about God and Heaven, while rising up on His wings, effectively. Perhaps they went a little mad.
Finishing the first half of chapter 8. There is a twist or two in it. And true, lots of side characters get to shine. Feeling a little down from my wayward relations’ attacks. May write later. Flute could arrive this afternoon. Must remember to pay for it.
My new flute has now reached the delivery hub. I should be able to get it today. Read my book to some Americans interested in transformative literature. They liked it. Told them not to waste money buying it, just get the eBook which is $3.99 and well-formatted by Partridge.
Mom and Dad were missing this morning. Not sure where they went. Had a humongous loo earlier. Not sure what the neighbors are thinking. I tried not to bother them, using the inner bathroom but it did ‘boom’ or ‘bong’ as last night, strange sounds came from my gut. Perhaps the work of evil witches.
This evening, expecting my cousin and uncle from the north. They’ve come for grandaunt’s wake. She passed on, our family’s favorite grandaunt, IIRC 2 days ago. I have nothing much to share with them. Maybe we’ll have pizza and Coke for supper.
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