WHO. Bill & Gideon WHERE. RRC WHEN. Sunday 2nd August (a bit backdated) WHAT. Visiting Hours WARNINGS. TBC / low
When there's no one left to fight
Bill had never been to the RRC before; it was a strange, unreal sort of place, somehow alive with people despite the sad sort of palour hanging over the place. He waited in the room he was guided into with his arms full of tupperware, trying to think what he would say when he saw his uncle for the first time in twenty five years. An uncle now younger than he was. And he'd thought the Fred situation was strange.