He checked his watch, ruffled his hair and looked from the house to the taxi and back again. “Nah,” he said.
“I think I’ll hang around here for a bit. See what happens.” I turned to watch him as the car moved off.
He staggered slightly as he walked up the path, and I saw Laura framed in the doorway, two glasses in her hands, one of them offered out to him.
Raymond sent me an electronic mail message at work the next week—it was very odd, seeing his name in my in-box.
As I’d expected, he was semiliterate. Hi E, hope all good with u. Got a wee favor to ask.
Sammy’s son Keith has invited me to his 40th this Saturday (ended up staying late at that party BTW, it was a rite laugh).
Fancy being my plus one? It’s at the golf club, there’s a buffet? No worries if not—let me no. R
A buffet. In a golf club. The Lord giveth and the Lord taketh away.
And two parties in a month! More parties than I had been to in two decades.
I hit reply: Dear Raymond, I should be delighted to accompany you to the birthday celebration. Kind regards, Eleanor Oliphant (Ms.)
Moments later, I received a response: Twenty-first-century communication. I fear for our nation’s standards of literacy.
I had arranged to have the afternoon off that day for my appointment at the hairdressers, but ate my lunch in the staff room first as usual,
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