The Ground Hostess
Francis Wyndham, 1 April 1983
“... too. But I still couldn’t concentrate. Something had to be done. I always knew she’d die some day and I always dreaded it and now it’s happened. So what? So where does one go from here? Nowhere. Stay put. If they’d only let one. If they’d only ... No, that isn’t the right beginning. Start again. From scratch. But where’s scratch? Ah, if one only ... ”