— I can’t tell if it’s day or night.
— I know; it’s that time of year. Short, dark days. — When I woke up just now I thought it was morning, but it’s not, is it? (She looks genuinely puzzled) — No, it’s late afternoon, nearly early evening. Later she returns to the worry. — I don’t know if it’s morning or afternoon. — Look at your clock. See, it says 16;43. — But is that 16:43 in the morning or the afternoon? — Um, perhaps we should reset the clock to show a.m. and p.m? — I won’t see that. Later, still fretting about date and time while staring at the large clock with its enormous numbers on the display. — It’s going to be Boxing Day soon. — Yes. — My mother died on Boxing day. Maybe I’ll be lucky.
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