the task

Why did you set yourself the task of pushing the rock up the slope I asked.

He turned to look at me and released his grasp. The stone slid on the grass, picked up speed and sped past.

He frowned and blinked fast and set off down the hill again.

You’re not the first to ask, he said, and you won’t be the last.

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