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"The news rround town is...." I remarked half in earnest, half in joke, for who knew what was true and what wasn't... "That the plot hatched over the years, is now open knowledge and that everyone knows! It's being talked of all over town!"

Phyliss eyes half shut over her cutting scissors, laughed. "Safest for you, if everyone knows everything. Brenda from Bowopbean hatch - told me that the kind people have asked again to help poor Kitty, got their children's charity behind them, informed everyone that Kitty is an angel, so gentle that she can't look after herself or handle money..

"Good grief, how can she get out of that one. I mean she says they were sent to keep her company. Doing the sort of things she does. Apparently!"
"Wrong sort," replied Phyliss carefully putting down the scissors, "They're either vindictive, or vicious, or violent, against her gentle misnomer. She's alright, always manages her own money."

"If they believe them, then they are stupid. Moronic behaviour believing something like that. Can't they see what they are up too? Where is she anyway?"

"Took the day off, went to an art gallery show." said Phyliss quizzally, "Wish I had too. Said she might have to change her hours at place she volenteers at, they have lots of new staff. Said something about doing something historical for a change."
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"How is she feeling? In herself I mean?"
"Not sure, she was depressed yesterday, she can still hear them talking - not that she wants anyone to say anything. Even on the bus. Said she couldn't ever have arelationship or marry, or even hold a high position, for what they'd get out of it."
I nodded. I'd wished for years that some one would fit me with a jammer. So that I hadn't got them in my head. I truly hated it. "People should speak face to face - so that everyone knows where they stand. Thought can be horrible, and most of the time isn't truly meant."

"Anyone got a jammer?" asked Phyliss hopefully.

"She also said something about the speech of Prospero from the paraolympics ceremony the other night. Said she remembered it, was important. Soon she had to go home."
"Where's home?"
"I don't know. When she gets there - what report will she give?"
"The Queen's report," said Phyliss thoughtfully. "I wonder..."

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