March (2012)
“Repro had gathered an amazing amount of stuff. There were golf clubs; jars of coins, buttons, beads, pins and badges; loads of books and stacks of newspapers—local and foreign—meticulously arranged by date and location. I found some classic novels and did some reading. Typically I would have gone straight for the thrillers, but that kind of fiction didn’t seem to cut it any more for someone with a life like mine.
I’d been engrossed in a book for a couple of hours, but my eyes kept turning t...o the painted landscape of the harbour on the wall. I thought it was familiar—probably a print of some very famous artist’s work that we’d looked at in art class. School … what a distant memory.
Lazily, I looked over at Repro who was humming to himself while toying with some sort of little motor at his table. He seemed to enjoy my company, although he was nervous all the time. My presence must have made it worse, but I was pretty sure that was just the way he was.MoreLess
I’d been engrossed in a book for a couple of hours, but my eyes kept turning t...o the painted landscape of the harbour on the wall. I thought it was familiar—probably a print of some very famous artist’s work that we’d looked at in art class. School … what a distant memory.
Lazily, I looked over at Repro who was humming to himself while toying with some sort of little motor at his table. He seemed to enjoy my company, although he was nervous all the time. My presence must have made it worse, but I was pretty sure that was just the way he was.MoreLess
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