Still, I wouldn’t be making a habit of telling people to go to hell.
Obscenity is the distinguishing hallmark of a sadly limited vocabulary.
On top of all this, I was trying to find a new routine, but it wasn’t easy.
For more than nine years, I’d got up, gone to work, come home.
At the weekends, I had my vodka. None of that would work now.
I decided to clean the flat from top to bottom. I saw how grubby it was, how tired.
It looked like I felt—unloved, uncared for. I imagined inviting someone—Raymond, I supposed—for lunch.
I tried to see it through his eyes. There were things I could do to make it nicer, I realized,
things that didn’t cost much but which would make a big difference.
Another houseplant, some brightly colored cushions. I thought about Laura’s house, how elegant it was.
She lived alone, had a job, her own business even. She certainly seemed to have a life, not just an existence.
She seemed happy. It must be possible, then. The bell made me jump, mid-clean.
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