They even put the bolts through the blade for me. All I have to do is make the handle, then bore the four holes to match those in the blade, drop the ...olts in and secure them.Even with his saws and spokeshave, the handle took two hours for him to cut out and fashion. When he was done and he had it sanded and mounted, he was proud of it. The last eight inches or so of the six inch wide by eighteen inch long blade was curved slightly, eventually coming to an offset point. The slight hooking. I stepped out and found my bag, picked up my toothbrush and mouthwash, did the necessary and walked into the living room to find half a dozen hungover friends, watching television. After I poured myself some coffee, I walked out to the balcony and found K sitting alone and smoking a cigarette. I asked her if I could join her and she just nodded yes. I sat next to her, reached out and played with the smoke that lit up beautifully in the strands of sunlight streaming in from between the. He loved that hair. He wished, if he could, to just sit down one day and comb it, comb it all day for her, put it up in braids like she’d had the other night, run his fingers through it, pull it up to his nose and smell it. She was sound asleep, but hardly making a sound. She didn’t snore. He didn’t know, but he couldn’t imagine a woman who snored. He snored, at least his grandfather said he did. Shit, if she wanted to snore he wouldn’t care, any sound she made would be good, though he was. I drank myself to a drunken stupor in my room and fell asleep, leaving about 18 bottles in the carton.I woke up around 10am on the next day (Saturday), all groggy and clouded with the pungent odour of alcohol. I opened another bottle in my room and gulped half the content. That helped cleared my head a little bit. Then I stepped out of my room and met one of my housemate at the kitchen. The other housemate had gone off to the uni’s library, and I was rather delightful to learn that Lovey was.