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his eyes starting to bulge, looking at me, not understanding,
and
a creaking sound from his open mouth, no air going in or coming out,
and
his hand, coming up to my face, his eyes still locked onto mine. Stones in the ground under my knees digging in to me asI kneel over him. Sticks and leaves the same as when Mum found Jodie and something sharp against my shin. The smell of the wet leaves and the roar of a jet engine descending, low, and his eyes wild with horror, knowing now that I am not going to stop.
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