Mr Banerjee sat at his window, reading. Out on the street,
Nora saw her brother staring in astonishment down at his phone.
What’s up, Joe?He could hardly speak. “Langford...” “Sorry?
Dr Ewan Langford. I didn’t even know his surname was Langford but that’s him.”
Nora shrugged. “Sibling intuition. Add him. Follow him. DM him.
Whatever you have to do. Well, no unsolicited nude pics.
But he’s the one, I’m telling you. He’s the one.” “But how did you know it was him?
She took her brother by the arm, and knew there was no explanation she could possibly give.
Listen to me, Joe.” She remembered the anti- philosophy of Mrs Elm in the Midnight Library.
You don’t have to understand life. You just have to live it.”
As her brother headed towards the door of 33A Bancroft Avenue,
Nora looked around at all the terraced houses and all the lampposts and trees under the sky,
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