solicitor, in a sealed envelope, with instructions that it was to be given to me — to a woman she had never met, whose name she knew from a shoebox — after both of them were dead.
Sam broke that instruction. He gave it to me in the car park at St Ansel’s on the Thursday, while his father was still alive upstairs, and he told me he had thought about it for three days and decided his mother had meant after, and that after was a technicality, and that he wanted me to have read it while I could still say something to the man in that bed.
It is one side of A4.
I am not going to put all of it here. Three lines, which I have had permission from Sam to use.
***I found the box in 1994 and I read them and I put them back. I
