Francis walked towards me as I sat at a table outside my favourite cafe. I was reading the newspaper when I looked up and saw him approaching. He walked like he was always on the cusp of falling forwards. I put the paper down as he drew near. He was weird but I enjoyed his wit and the exchange of banter. “Hi Francis. Out for a Sunday morning stroll?” “I’m going to the Presbyterian church to worship. Same thing you’re doing.” “Huh?” I grinned. “I’m reading the paper and sipping a latte.” He stopped in front of me. “They’re things…
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