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properly.’
    ‘Don’t worry, Mitch dear. We’ll be careful careful. Here’s Car for you now. Got it safe? Holding tight?’
    ‘Of course I’ve bloody got it. Michael’s names, stop fussing, woman.’
    I liked Car best. I’d liked it since I was a little kid, because of the wheels that turned. I liked to hold Car and press the wheels against my hand so I could feel them move. I liked to make it say brrrm brrrm brrrm .
    ‘Why don’t you tell us the story, Mitch? About what Tommy used to say when he played with Car and the sound he used to make?’
    ‘I’m too old for stupid kids’ games.’
    ‘Oh go on, Mitch. You know you like telling us. Show us how Car went along the ground, why don’t you? And then maybe you’ll be ready for your nap?’
    ‘Oh alright then, if it will stop you nagging. Give me House back.’
    I took House from them and put it down in front of me. I put Car in front of House, with its wheels on the ground. I felt the back of Car and pushed it back and forth a little bit to feel that special way it moved so smoothly over the wheels. The wheels are made of bits of bark, which Tommy and Angela rubbed round and smooth against a stone, and glued to the ends of two straight sticks.
    ‘Right …’ I began, but then I got a tickle in my throat that made my body double up with coughs.
    ‘Right …’ I began again.
    ‘Mitch,’ one of the women said, ‘the round bit’s …’
    I didn’t take any notice.
    ‘Like I was saying, Tommy himself told me about this Car. He was old and blind, like I am now, and he was sad sad, because Angela was dead and he blamed himself for it, and all his kids blamed him for it too. In the end he did for himself. But he liked talking to us littles sometimes. I suppose we were nicer to him than the grownups. And he told us … He told us …’
    I had to stop and cough again.
    ‘Mitch,’ that annoying woman said again. ‘I just wanted to …’
    ‘Gela’s tits, girl, will you stop interrupting me!’
    That shut her up.
    ‘What Tommy told me,’ I went on, ‘was that when they want to go somewhere on Earth, they don’t walk like we do.’
    I stopped to try and remember exactly what Tommy said, and then I remembered something else instead. I remembered I was the first kid in whole Family to have a batface, and the other kids used to tease me, but Tommy was nice about it. He said he had an auntie just like me back on Earth, and I mustn’t worry about it. He said it was just a hare lip . I thought that was a good word for it, but when I told the other kids, they laughed, and said they didn’t know what a ‘hare’ was, but anyone could see I looked like a bat.
    It made me sad sad, thinking about that.
    ‘Back on Earth,’ I said after a while, ‘they didn’t just have bark shelters like we do. Their shelters had sides that went straight up like a cliff, maybe for five six times the height of a man, or more than that even.’ I touched the greasy roof of House. ‘And there were shelters inside the shelters called rooms. And some of the rooms were on top of other rooms, with hard ground in between them called floors. And they had telly vision in the rooms, which let them see moving pictures of things happening far away. And when they wanted to cook meat they didn’t even have to light a fire. They had hard boxes made of white metal that were always hot inside because of lecky-trickity, so you could just put the food inside and it would be cooked.
    ‘And if you wanted to go somewhere on Earth, you didn’t walk the way we do. Once, in the old old times, Earth people used to go about on the backs of animals called Horses that let people ride them. They were as big as woollybucks, with sharp pointy teeth. But there weren’t enough horses, so in Tommy’s time, people mostly went in cars like this one. You got inside them, like a shelter, and they ran along by themselves on their wheels, as if they were alive.’
    I felt in front of me again for House, and