You must understand that you are interested in us because we are younger than you. May die before any of you yet shall always remain younger. Time apart will remain the same between us. We may share more together than the amount which separates us. Even in each other’s thoughts. Never will this reduce that gap between us. If a gap it is. You’re older, would you visualise difference in age as a gap? Paused for thought. I have been your age some time ago. Can remember myself younger. So in myself, a gap, if we call it that. Or distance. Each one of us a position. That’s the word for it, the boy agreed. Moving. You mean getting older? Of course. As we sit here we’re moving. How about a swim? Among the lily leaves? You like that too? Oh yes. Still not just now, let’s finish this. What you’re after, correct me if I’m wrong, is that because of this absolute and fixed distance between us communication is necessary in order to overcome it. Good boy, exactly my point, and age is but one distance. In this shit hole there’s more apart than together. Suits the fuckers. The boy saw the brother’s face darken, so up he jumped slipping from his clothes in an instant. Race you! and plunged into the cool earthy water of the lake. Why spoil a beautiful day?