Disclaimer - Pg 17

   I couldn't bear to let everything go at once and so I staggered my trips to the charity shop. I got to know the two women at All Aboard quite well. I told them the clothes had belonged to my wife, and after that, when I dropped by, they would stop what they were doing and make time for me. If I happened to turn up when they were having coffee, then they'd make me a cup too. It became strangely comforting, that shop full of dead people's clothes.