Summer 1835 – Neither East nor South and Never to the West

“I didn’t say I knew where we were,” said the Listener, “I said I knew where we weren’t. That requires a lot more knowing than being able to put out place here onto a map. There will always be more places where we aren’t than where we are.”

I had moved past feeling frustrated and was edging towards becoming furious. “Can you point me to where my father is? And where you will not be?”