Prelude to a Wedding
“Bette immediately liked the four-story red-brick building with the general air of solidity. At this time of year, with the leaves gone from the neighborhood's many trees, his top-floor apartment's bay window gave a glimpse of the lake a few blocks away.
But the view was one of the few things that could be said for the near-barren living room. A door topped a pair of file cabinets and held a computer and accoutrements.
Brick-and-board shelves for books, an old TV and mismatched stereo equipment. A rugged old couch and one side chair. That was it.
A leaden mass formed in her stomach. It was all too clearly a reflection of the resident. The landing place of someone who wanted to be prepared to take off again.
"Not quite as homey as your place, huh?" He sounded almost defensive as he stood just inside the door and waved her in, and she didn't have the heart to agree as wholeheartedly as she might have otherwise. "No." Searching for something else to say, she added, "It's a nice neighborho...od, Paul." "Yeah," he agreed, brightening a little.MoreLess
But the view was one of the few things that could be said for the near-barren living room. A door topped a pair of file cabinets and held a computer and accoutrements.
Brick-and-board shelves for books, an old TV and mismatched stereo equipment. A rugged old couch and one side chair. That was it.
A leaden mass formed in her stomach. It was all too clearly a reflection of the resident. The landing place of someone who wanted to be prepared to take off again.
"Not quite as homey as your place, huh?" He sounded almost defensive as he stood just inside the door and waved her in, and she didn't have the heart to agree as wholeheartedly as she might have otherwise. "No." Searching for something else to say, she added, "It's a nice neighborho...od, Paul." "Yeah," he agreed, brightening a little.MoreLess
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