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2 " I don’t think she’s really gone…’ Robert hesitates. ‘I just think we can’t see her any more.’
‘What do you mean?’
He straightens up, then hunches forward on his knees.
‘I was reading this thing by St Augustine…’
‘I didn’t know you’re religious.’
‘I’m not, really. But he wrote some pretty good stuff. There’s this bit where he’s talking about time, and how it’s just an illusion.’
Ella frowns. ‘Then what are clocks doing?’
‘They’re measuring the teeth on a cog, or the number of times a pendulum has gone back and forth…’ He looks at Ella’s frown. ‘I don’t know, it’s hard to explain. But what he’s saying is, there’s no such thing as the past or the future, just this big, eternal now.’
Ella tries to get her head around this, craning her neck so she’s looking right up through the gaps in the clouds. The stars flicker.
‘Nope, I don’t get it.’
‘Well, he compares it to a poem…but you could imagine it like a record.’
‘A record?’
‘Yeah, imagine a seventy-eight.’
Ella closes her eyes and pictures the record.
‘So, you put it on the turntable and listen to the first verse of the song, then there’s a chorus, then another verse. While you’re listening to the second verse, the first verse is still there, spinning around on the record, but you’re not listening to it any more. St Augustine said that the record is like a human life, or all of human history.’
Ella thinks for a moment. The idea is starting to take shape in her head as she imagines the shiny black disc, spinning on its axis. She’s not sure if it makes sense or not, but the idea is attractive. She thinks of all the people who have gone before them, their lives still spinning through infinity like silent songs.
‘So where’s Rene, in this metaphor?’
‘She’s like…’ Robert thinks for a moment. ‘She’s like a clarinet solo in the first verse. A beautiful solo, harmonizing with the melody. And then she stops, and she doesn’t repeat again for the rest of the song…but she’s still there, on the record. "

Joe Heap , When the Music Stops