July 29th, 2026
Mark is at the kitchen counter on Lygon Street at seven-thirty in the evening, the phone on the granite, the receipt a foot to his left, the drawer a foot to his right.
What happened
Mark is at the kitchen counter on Lygon Street at seven-thirty in the evening, the phone on the granite, the receipt a foot to his left, the drawer a foot to his right. He opens the drawer and takes out the Manila envelope, the first time he has held it since putting it in there on the twenty-seventh of June. The contract and the bout sheet are inside, the signatures visible through the manila. Mark holds the envelope in his right hand and the phone in his left and does not dial Lou Cassar and does not dial Dr. Reyes. He puts the envelope back in the drawer and closes the drawer and goes to bed.