They’ve been making mud drums at school. And yesterday, the mud drums came home.
‘So what’s this?’ I asked, pointing to the top. I was just curious. I didn’t mean to start some earnest lesson.
‘It’s goat peel,’ he said.
‘Oh,’ I said. He must have noticed my flinch which was also kind of a laugh, because that’s a bit funny goat peel.
‘It’s all right,’ he said. ‘The goats were dead.’ Small silence. ‘They didn’t kill them.’ Small silence. ‘Just for this.’ Small silence. ‘Did they?’