We need scouring powder, hand soap, lighter fluid, Fig Newtons, and tennis balls.

Yes, Mother said.

A person on horseback approaching the group.

What purpose? What entelechy? What will you do with yourselves when it is all over?

Ugh! said Julie.

We need eggs, butter, peanut oil, vermouth, beef bouillon, and barbecue sauce.

I wonder who it is, said Emma.

Both good choices, said the Dead Father. Also their congruence or non-congruence would be of interest.

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That is the case, said Julie.

Id say you rather have.

What of yourselves? Your two lives?

My keys?

Julie looked at Thomas.

Scouring powder, hand soap, lighter fluid, Fig Newtons, tennis balls. Is that it?

I know that, the Dead Father said.

Ten-pound bag of the unbleached, she said.

Thomas shook his head.

Without my keys I cant open anything.

Mother, Thomas said, we need some things from the store.

Id rather not answer that question if you dont mind, she said.

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Thank you, Mother.

I know who it is, Thomas said. It is Mother.

Eggs, butter, peanut oil, vermouth, beef bouillon, barbecue sauce.

We need cigarettes, chili powder, silver polish, mayonnaise, Lysol, croutons, and chutney.

The Dead Father gave Thomas his keys.

Mother produced a pencil and an envelope.

Disagreeable not to have a ready and persuasive answer intelligible to all. I can imagine.

Yes let me have your keys.

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Garlic, bacon, tonic water, horseradish, cloves, chives, chicory.

Very well, Mother said.

I havent an answer.

With scant regard for your own comfort. Your own projects. Of which you doubtless have a great many. You have labored on and on and on and on. For me.

In what sense, what?

I feel very uncomfortable without my keys! the Dead Father said.

I need my keys.

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So we have, said Julie.

I hope I havent spooked you.

Why not?

The horse halted. Mother sitting on the horse.

Thats it.

Let me have them, please.

Her name was Mother, Thomas said, let me have your keys, please.

What will we do with ourselves when it is all over?

One would think one would be able to answer a question of that kind wouldnt one.

I will keep them safe for you.

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Could be answered possibly in terms of the kind of life one has imagined for oneself. Or in terms of what one is actually doing.

A ten-pound bag of flour. The unbleached.

It is that one who has been following us, said Julie.

One would.

You two children have walked me many kilometers, said the Dead Father.

I dont remember her very well, said the Dead Father. What was her name?

Cigarettes, chili powder, silver polish, mayonnaise, Lysol, croutons, chutney.

I will keep them safe for you.