Donna looks up, breathes out, and blinks tears from the corners of her eyes.
“Thank you. I’ve felt a bit stupid recently.”
“Loneliness is hard, Donna. It’s one of the big ones.”
“You should do this for a living, you know?”
“You are simply a little lost, Donna. And if one is never lost in life, then clearly one has never traveled anywhere interesting.”
“And you?” asks Donna. “You seem sad.”
“I’m a little sad, yes,” agrees Ibrahim. “I’m frightened, and I can’t see a way through it.”
“Up the next mountain would be my advice,” says Donna.
The Man Who Died Twice, p. 254
Richard Osman’s dialogue. That is all.
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