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30. Weeks later, back at Eton, I was walking past two blue doors, almost exactly the same blue as oneof Gan-Gans kilts. Shed have liked these doors, I thought. They were the doors to the TV room, one of my sanctuaries. Almost every day, straight afte
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31. Id often say it to myself first thing in the morning: Maybe this is the day. Id say it after breakfast: Maybe shes going to reappear this morning. Id say it after lunch: Maybe shes going to reappear this afternoon. It had been four years, after a
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32. I dont remember how we got the stuff. One of my mates, I expect. Or maybe several. Wheneverwe found ourselves in possession, wed commandeer a tiny upstairs bathroom, wherein wedimplement a surprisingly thoughtful, orderly assembly line. Smoker st
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33. Whenever I was home from school, I hid. I hid upstairs in the nursery. I hid inside my new video games. I played Halo endlessly againstan American who called himself Prophet and knew me only as BillandBaz. I hid in the basement beneath Highgrove,
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34. I went back to Eton, tried to put all this out of my mind, tried to focus on my schoolwork. Tried to be calm. I listened over and over to my go-to soothing CD: Sounds of the Okavango. Forty tracks: Crickets. Baboons. Rainstorm. Thunder. Birds. Li
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35. Our family was no longer getting larger. There were no new spouses on the horizon, no newbabies. My aunts and uncles, Sophie and Edward, Fergie and Andrew, had stopped growing theirfamilies. Pa, too, of course. An era of stasis had set in. But no
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36. Strange, after so much mourning, to just party. But months later came the Golden Jubilee. Fiftieth anniversary of Grannys reign. Over four days that summer of 2002, Willy and I were constantly pulling on another set ofsmart clothes, jumping into
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37. On Tuesday, the culminating day of the Jubilee, millions watched Granny go from Palace tochurch. A special thanksgiving service. She rode with Grandpa in a carriage of goldall of it,every square inch, lustrous gold. Gold doors, gold wheels, gold
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38. I sat down with Pa that summer, possibly at Balmoral, though it mightve been Clarence House,where he was now living more or less full-time. Hed moved in shortly after Gan-Gans death, andwherever he lived, I lived. When I wasnt living at Manor Hou
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39. They wouldnt let me out of Eton until I acted. That was what they said: I needed to take part inone of their formal dramas before theyd punch my ticket and release me into the wild. It sounded ridiculous, but theater was deadly serious at Eton. T
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40. I completed my education at Eton in June 2003, thanks to hours of hard work and some extratutoring arranged by Pa. No small feat for one so unscholarly, so limited, so distracted, and while Iwasnt proud of myself, exactly, because I didnt know ho
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41. The farm was called Tooloombilla. The people who owned it were the Hills. Noel and Annie. Theyd been friends of Mummy. (Annie had been Mummys flatmate whenshe first started dating Pa.) Marko helped me find them, and somehow persuaded them to let
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42. The remedy to all problems, as always, was work. Hard, sweaty, nonstop labor, that was what theHills had to offer, and plenty of it, and I couldnt get enough. The harder I worked, the less I feltthe heat, and the easier it was to talkor not talka
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43. I dont recall how I learned about the first man trying to sneak onto the farm. Maybe from George? While we were out mustering? I do remember that it was the local police who nabbed the intruder and got rid of him. December 2003. The police were p
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44. Lesotho was beautiful. But also one of the grimmest places on earth. It was the epicenter of theglobal AIDS pandemic, and in 2004 the government had just declared a medical disaster. Tens ofthousands had fallen to the disease, and the nation was
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