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A lump of coal on the road
‘Dan,’ she said when she saw him stir. ‘D’you know what I was just thinking about? D’you remember the winter of the big freeze and you found a lump of coal on the road and brought it home and it turned out to be ice that was black with soot?’
‘I remember it,’ he said. It was the only memory they ever resorted to. The ice had melted in the grate, ruining the chopped sticks which Mrs Farley had put there. In the end they’d gone out to a pub to get warm.
Edna O’Brien, An Outing
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