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of course it’s not your fault, you have to stop thinking like that’, and so on. Fi had more sense than that. She didn’t say anything.
    I brought the coffee back to the table and sat down again. Without looking at her I said, ‘Why did they pick out this place? Of all the farms, all the properties, all the houses to choose, why this one?’
    ‘You’re close to the border.’
    ‘We’re on the border, more or less. Except for a bit of bush. But so are thousands of other people. There are plenty of places they could have gone for.’
    ‘So you’re saying this is deliberate revenge. That they picked you out because of what we did during the war.’
    ‘Exactly. We did do rather a lot of damage.’
    ‘I can’t believe all the stuff we blew up.’
    ‘Me neither.’ One of them had been her house, which had been used by enemy officers as a base. But she didn’t seem to be thinking about that, and I wasn’t going to mention it unless she did.
    ‘Well, you might be right about them targeting you.’
    ‘Oh God, Fi, don’t say that. I can’t bear to be right. I don’t want to be right. You’re saying I killed my parents.’
    ‘No, you’re saying that. The truth is that you don’t know, I don’t know, no-one knows. No-one on this side of the border anyway. But even if it’s true, what was the alternative? That you should have been a coward during the war? That you should have been able to look into the future and see this would happen and then, I don’t know, what next? You should have surrendered to the nearest authorities and had yourself locked up?’
    ‘Something like that.’
    I knew it was irrational, but I couldn’t stop the thoughts buzzing round in my head like dodgem cars.
    Fi took a sip of her coffee and gave Gavin another back rub. After a while she said slowly, ‘Of course if you’re right, they could have been out to get you, not your parents.’
    ‘Gosh, you’re a comforting person to have around. But yes, that did cross my mind.’
    ‘Have you done anything about it?’
    ‘How do you mean?’
    ‘Like, protecting yourself? And Gavin?’
    ‘No, because if they come back, I figure it won’t be for a while. They’ll know the district’ll be in an uproar and there’ll be people ready for them. But it doesn’t stop me jumping about a metre when I hear any funny noises.’ I pushed my empty mug away. ‘Oh, Fi, all I want to do is be normal again. Reverse the clock. Have Mum and Dad back, and Grandma, and go to school and muck around on the bus and tell stupid jokes and stir the teachers and play soccer at lunchtime and be in another drama production.’
    ‘Does anyone really appreciate life while they have it?’
    ‘Oh, what’s that from? Where have I heard that before?’
    ‘It’s that play we did in Year 9.’
    ‘Oh yes. Our Town . “The poets and philosophers, maybe they do some.” Wasn’t that the answer?’
    ‘Something like that.’
    ‘I think babies appreciate it too. Not babies: infants, toddlers, whatever they call them. You know what I mean? The way they play in water, or look at a butterfly. The way they go crazy if you take them for a ride on a motorbike.’
    ‘And artists. Monet. When you look at his paintings you have to think, OK, he must have switched off the TV for an afternoon or two. He was right into it.’
    ‘People who notice stuff.’
    ‘I guess. Speaking of your grandmother, did you ever hear any more news about her?’
    ‘No, nothing.’
    ‘I never told you this, but I felt she was dead when we were hiding in her house during the war.’
    ‘Really? You mean, like in a psychic way?’
    ‘Yes.’
    Homer came in, banging the kitchen door and making me jump. He twitched a bit himself when he saw Fi. They had a history and although they’d drifted apart they were still officially a couple. I always had an eye on Homer myself and I needed to know where he and Fi were going. I was a bit suspicious of Fi’s claims that her feelings about him had