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THE SAME NIGHT. SYDNEY

K.’s cousin had taken him along to one of his group’s meetings. On leaving they were hugged warmly. Like brothers.

They are walking along the pavement. His cousin’s arm flung protectively over his shoulder.

— They treated me with true respect, talked to me like I’m actually somebody with an opinion to give. These are definitely my kind of people.

His cousin laughs and ruffles his hair.

K. pulls away. Then laughs too.

The rest of the way they walk in silence.

K. remembers being a bit surprised when his cousin had said: ‘K. wants to be involved.’

He had just nodded and smiled. Didn’t want to look stupid.

They had all congratulated him, shook his hand, even half hugged him, patting his back. Said soon they’d have something for him to do.

Now that’s the way it should be.

No one looked down on him. And a few of the men were actually far older.

K. is impressed. He looks across at his cousin.

He’s got some good connections. That’s for sure.