Melt: a Psychological Thriller
“'Take the umbrella if you're going to cry, Megan.' Victoria hated the sound of sniffing children. Alison was always the same. Sniff, sniff, sniff.
Megan lifted her face. Her nose looked red.
'I'm not crying,' she said. 'It's the temperature change.' 'Then blow your nose. You sound disgusting.' Alex said, 'Victoria, stop being a nasty old witch for a while.' A few days ago that comment would have enraged Victoria. Not anymore.
Why bother?
'How old do you think I am, Alex?' Alex looked up from th...e Rubik’s cube. 'Old enough to be cranky all the time. So whatever age that kicks in.' Victoria replied as though to a five-year-old. 'Alex, I'm sorry if I sound cranky, but Megan's constant sniffing sounds like a filthy pig. I taught snotty-nosed children for nineteen years and I shouldn't have to hear it now.' 'I'm glad you weren't my teacher,' said Megan.
'I beg your pardon.' ‘You heard me.’ Megan pulled a small handkerchief from her sleeve and dabbed her nose. 'You sound like an awful teacher.MoreLess
Megan lifted her face. Her nose looked red.
'I'm not crying,' she said. 'It's the temperature change.' 'Then blow your nose. You sound disgusting.' Alex said, 'Victoria, stop being a nasty old witch for a while.' A few days ago that comment would have enraged Victoria. Not anymore.
Why bother?
'How old do you think I am, Alex?' Alex looked up from th...e Rubik’s cube. 'Old enough to be cranky all the time. So whatever age that kicks in.' Victoria replied as though to a five-year-old. 'Alex, I'm sorry if I sound cranky, but Megan's constant sniffing sounds like a filthy pig. I taught snotty-nosed children for nineteen years and I shouldn't have to hear it now.' 'I'm glad you weren't my teacher,' said Megan.
'I beg your pardon.' ‘You heard me.’ Megan pulled a small handkerchief from her sleeve and dabbed her nose. 'You sound like an awful teacher.MoreLess
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