“She looked around. ‘Wow,’ she said. There were no paying visitors, just men in hard-hats, pushing wheelbarrows, carrying bricks, lengths of thick rope, fireman’s hose, chains, timber, mugs of tea and cigarettes. The A Troup were being confined to quarters while the contractors erected their new jungle gym. Their enclosure was built into a natural slope, so the far side was slightly elevated. And up there, Jo saw Patrick and Meredith. They had their arms folded and they were looking down... at the jungle gym, nodding like boys pretending to be men in deep agreement. Meredith had a long face and little rimless glasses. He wore his hair in a pony tail, and a Peruvian waistcoat under his workman’s kagoul. He was an architect who’d worked in zoos all over the world. He’d been friends with Jo’s parents for a long time. Patrick looked over at Jo and waved. Then he tapped Meredith’s shoulder and pointed, and Meredith grinned and waved, too.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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