“There didn’t seem to be much point in it. This is the end, I thought. Why should I struggle to support us? I may as well use up our savings, and I started to withdraw, bit by bit, from our account for household expenses. It was restful, not having to drive myself to a routine every day. Requests from newspapers for my work I threw in the dustbin. Harry found them. He was horrified. ‘Jude, what is this?’ I shrugged. ‘None of your business.’ ‘None of my business? Aren’t we married?’ ‘Are we?’... I was scornful. ‘Jude,’ he appealed, ‘why are you doing this?’ I shrugged again. ‘But it’s your career.’ I was silent. ‘It’s Spain, isn’t it? You don’t want me to go? It’s not forever. Just a few weeks and then we’ll be back together again. I’ll be quite safe.’ ‘Quite safe?’ I mocked. ‘Spain is in a state of insurrection. This much I know. Haven’t you been reading the Workers’ Weekly?’ He ignored my jibe and repeated, ‘I’ll be quite safe.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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