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Abstract
My uncle Ezekiel’s body was discovered in a ditch early on Christmas morning, three years ago. Beside him was an empty bottle of cheap whisky, I still remember the red and green label on the bottle, with the inscription: Christian Brothers. Because of the empty bottle, and because of his drinking history, people assumed he had drunk himself to death — but actually, it was the cold that killed him.
Recommended Citation
Habila, Helon, My Uncle Ezekiel, Kunapipi, 27(1), 2005.
Available at:https://ro.uow.edu.au/kunapipi/vol27/iss1/11
