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My Eddie
Adrian Brooks

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We can’t run out of tape now, can we? That would not be splendid. Not at all. Thank God he always kept some around. My Eddie; ever so handy.

There’s always something that needs fixing. A creak in the floorboards, a misplaced bolt, maybe even a rickety fence if he can scrounge up enough. But he always had enough. Enough to fix anything, really. Well, most things. I mean, not that. Who could? There isn’t enough tape in the world to fix that. …”