Artillery of Lies (2013)
“Luis complained. “You said there would be fog.” He managed to make his voice both sour and savage.
“Not all the time,” said Templeton. “I never said England was foggy all the time.”
“Damned swindle.”
“I could sing you a bit of fog,” Julie said. Luis was standing at the window with his hands deep in the pockets of his greatcoat. She stood behind him and slid her hands into the pockets, but he refused to link fingers. She rested her chin on his shoulder and crooned: “A foggy day … in London town ...… It had me blue … It had me down …” He hunched his shoulders and frowned even harder at the shifting image of parkland. The rain blurred the glass and made the bare black branches twitch and flicker like bits of early cinema film. He blinked, changed focus, and saw his own reflection. Handsome young devil, he thought. Dark eyes, high cheekbones, strong brows: thank God for a bit of Moorish blood in the family. He flashed his shy smile, just to keep in practice. Irresistible.MoreLess
“Not all the time,” said Templeton. “I never said England was foggy all the time.”
“Damned swindle.”
“I could sing you a bit of fog,” Julie said. Luis was standing at the window with his hands deep in the pockets of his greatcoat. She stood behind him and slid her hands into the pockets, but he refused to link fingers. She rested her chin on his shoulder and crooned: “A foggy day … in London town ...… It had me blue … It had me down …” He hunched his shoulders and frowned even harder at the shifting image of parkland. The rain blurred the glass and made the bare black branches twitch and flicker like bits of early cinema film. He blinked, changed focus, and saw his own reflection. Handsome young devil, he thought. Dark eyes, high cheekbones, strong brows: thank God for a bit of Moorish blood in the family. He flashed his shy smile, just to keep in practice. Irresistible.MoreLess
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