It's been four months and it still feels weird to me. I still say it in a slightly silly tone of voice. I'm playing at it. When will it stop feeling like I'm calling him a joke name?
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When we're old and eating picnics in lay-bys like this one? With scotch eggs and weak lemon barley? Will it feel normal then?
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