In fiction, reality imagined is often more real than reality itself; over the mere fact of things, as Wallace Stevens declared in his poem Puella Parvula, “The mighty imagination triumphs / like a trumpet …”
John Banville July 1 2017
The semi-conscious fellow Strapps and Neill were observing was also being watched by a man standing on the road. He thought it a fortunate coincidence to see a man in such a situation because not far away he had a body that needed disposal.
The drunk was woken up after Strapps and Neill left. He too left the beach.
Later that night a body was taken from a nearby house, loaded into a car and driven to the beach, unloaded and carried to the same spot by the steps the drunk had occupied. The body had abrasions between the knuckles on its right hand, a Tamam Shud slip in its pocket and the book it was torn from had been put back into the bookshelf it was taken from.
….. part fiction, part truth. Buy one for a friend.