Dunster
“If I hadn’t expected to find the house burnt down, utterly destroyed, I thought it would be empty, my wife and child gone and a note left on the kitchen table. But Beth was cooking the supper and Tash had her homework spread out and there was no sign of a note anywhere. The place was warm and inviting and smelt gently of stew. Beth said, ‘You’re late.’ ‘Yes,’ I said. ‘I met Dunster.’ She was peeling potatoes, with an apron tied over her jeans, wearing one of my shirts with the sleeves rolled up.... She seemed as beautiful as on the first day I met her, perhaps more beautiful after twenty years, with a few small lines at the corners of her eyes and no sign of grey in the strawberry hair. She was thin and straight-backed and competent, and seemed so uninterested in my meeting that I was able to hope again, with wild optimism, that the whole confession was a Dunster fantasy.
‘He asked me to meet him at Alexandra Palace. He had something he wanted to tell me.’ ‘Damn!’ Beth blasted my hopes forever.MoreLess
‘He asked me to meet him at Alexandra Palace. He had something he wanted to tell me.’ ‘Damn!’ Beth blasted my hopes forever.MoreLess
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