A Rural Affair
“She left it there for dramatic emphasis.
‘I know. Neither can I. Well, no, I can, actually,’ I said miserably.
‘But what sort of man does that?’ she asked incredulously. ‘Ropes his entire family into his extramarital affair and asks them to conspire against his wife!’ ‘Phil,’ I said quietly. ‘A Phil sort of man.’ ‘And – and what sort of family,’ she blinked, ‘agrees! Colludes with their son? And his mistress? Gives the relationship their seal of approval!’ I squirmed. ‘Marjorie and Ceci...lia,’ I said mechanically, noticing Jennie wasn’t saying anything.
She had her back to us. Strapped into a long white pinny at her Aga, she was stirring a vast vat of boeuf bourguignon ready to be put into Tupperware dishes and thence local freezers. Angie and I were at her kitchen table. Angie had popped in to retrieve a pashmina she’d lent and wanted to wear to a charity luncheon. She’d found me, pale, hunched and in mid-flow to Jennie.MoreLess
‘I know. Neither can I. Well, no, I can, actually,’ I said miserably.
‘But what sort of man does that?’ she asked incredulously. ‘Ropes his entire family into his extramarital affair and asks them to conspire against his wife!’ ‘Phil,’ I said quietly. ‘A Phil sort of man.’ ‘And – and what sort of family,’ she blinked, ‘agrees! Colludes with their son? And his mistress? Gives the relationship their seal of approval!’ I squirmed. ‘Marjorie and Ceci...lia,’ I said mechanically, noticing Jennie wasn’t saying anything.
She had her back to us. Strapped into a long white pinny at her Aga, she was stirring a vast vat of boeuf bourguignon ready to be put into Tupperware dishes and thence local freezers. Angie and I were at her kitchen table. Angie had popped in to retrieve a pashmina she’d lent and wanted to wear to a charity luncheon. She’d found me, pale, hunched and in mid-flow to Jennie.MoreLess
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