Reflections

The Gorse Fox was reflecting on yesterday.

He met distant cousin that he hadn’t seen for several years. “Where are you living now?” he asked. “I’m in the old folks home, behind the church” he explained.

The Gorse Fox continued with some small talk as his brain started processing, A small explosion went off in his head as he remembered that this cousin (let’s call him Fr. Phil)* is only a year older than GF.

Is GF really that close to committal?

(* well, that is his name, after all).