A Kind of Loving
“'I was wondering what it was like.' I haven't a clue what it's like, to be honest, but I say, 'I think it's good,' and I'm thinking, Now, now, now: what are you waiting for? 'I was thinking of going to see it myself one night this week, as a matter of fact,' I say. This is another fib, but I don't care. I have to clear my throat. 'P'raps ... er mebbe you'd like to come with me ... see it together ...' She says, 'Oh!' just as if it's the last thing she'd have thought of and I begin to think how I can pass it off if she turns me down. 'Well, when?' I can hardly sit still in the seat. I want to jump up and shout, I'm that excited. 'I'd thought of going tomorrow, but any night 'ud suit me really.' 'Tomorrow's New Year's Eve,' she says, 'and I'm going to a party. Can you make it Wednesday?' 'All right.' Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, or Sunday. I can make it any night or all of them. I just want it to be soon.
'Wednesday, then,' she says, and I nod. 'Wednesday.' Before the bus pull...s into the station we've fixed up what time we'll meet and where and everything.MoreLess
'Wednesday, then,' she says, and I nod. 'Wednesday.' Before the bus pull...s into the station we've fixed up what time we'll meet and where and everything.MoreLess
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