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  1. Cover
  2. Title
  3. Dedication
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  5. 1994
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  57. Acknowledgements

‘Yeah. I know, right. So, I was thinking – it’s so great to hear from you – did I say that? So great. So, yeah, I was wondering, like, you guys might be able to help out. I just need you to look after something. Heidi doesn’t need to know. It’s nothing big – it’s kind of like that notebook. You still have that notebook, eh? That was no big deal, eh? It’s not big, this other thing. I could post it to you. I have a pen, you could give me your address.’

‘Oh,’ Peggy said. ‘Like the Game & Play?’

‘What?’ said Dell.

‘I’m really sorry,’ said Greta. ‘I mean . . .’

‘It’s not big,’ Dell said.

‘Yeah, but.’

‘Have you been good?’ Greta said.

‘Fuck you,’ Dell said. ‘It’s not even just for me,’ and she hung up.

They looked at the phone and then Heidi came over and they handed her the phone. ‘Want to dance some more?’ Heidi said. Peggy and Greta looked down the street.

‘Come on,’ Heidi said, grabbing Peggy by the arm, and they all went back into the hall.

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The next day, Peggy and Greta decided to go to the supermarket on the other side of town. They had plenty of food. It was Sunday, though, and they felt like something special for lunch and someone had told them at the party that the supermarket by the waterfront was stocking vegan sausage rolls from England. The woman they’d talked to was also vegan. They often saw each other at meetings and talked about what they were eating or what they were wearing on their feet. She always had good shoes on.

She came over to tell them she’d imported a culture for making tempeh and she’d made a box with a lightbulb in it to keep the tempeh warm while it fermented. ‘Indonesian warm,’ she said. They all laughed. She was pretty sure she’d bought the city out of bulk dried soybeans. ‘Do you want some?’ Peggy and Greta nodded. They would love some of her homemade tempeh.

‘Cool,’ she said. ‘Cool.’ Then, as she was walking away, she remembered the English vegan sausage rolls at the super-market across town and turned back to tell them. They’d been in the freezer when she was at the supermarket a couple of days ago. She’d eaten them while she was in England a few years back. They had all sorts of vegan food in England.

‘Thank god for mad cow disease,’ she said. And they all looked around a bit to make sure no one had heard them, then laughed conspiratorially.