If I ever write a book I’ll make up an obscure dedication.
“For Derek, for always knowing when to warm a teapot and when to man the barricades.”
Then I’ll be compelled to write a story titled Teapots And Barricades, but not mention Derek in it at all.
And another story about Derek that doesn’t mention barricades, or teapots.
I’m dedicated to fiction.
Parkstreet

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