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The Garden Dweller

The Garden Dweller by Melissa Todd

‘I don’t drink, or do drugs,’ Gary tells me, even before we’ve sat down. ‘I’ve always hated drugs.’ He’s in his late twenties, handsome, lean, graceful, a physique and demeanour which see other women in the café stare with brazen envy and interest, particularly given his sleeping four-month-old baby, cradled to his chest in a papoose.

Gary orders a double espresso, joking with the waitress about his urgent need of caffeine, although this isn’t only the exhaustion of a new parent. Gary is homeless. Once we’re served, he tells me his story in a whisper, partly to avoid waking his beatific son; partly, I suspect, from shame.

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