Tales for a Stormy Night
“He set his suitcase at the front door, checked his watch with the hall clock, and examined beneath his chin in the mirror. There was one spot he sometimes missed in shaving. He stepped back and examined himself full length, frowning a little. He was getting paunchy and not liking it. That critical of himself, how much more critical of her he might be. But he said nothing either in criticism or compliment, and she remembered, uncomfortably, doing all sorts of stunts to attract his eye: coy thing...s—more becoming a girl than a woman of fifty-five. She did not feel her twelve years over Gerald…most of the time. Scarcely aware of the movement, she traced the shape of her stomach with her fingertips.
Gerald brought his sample spice kit into the living-room and opened it. The aroma would linger for some time after he was gone. “There’s enough wood, dear, if it gets cold tonight,” he said. “And I wish you wouldn’t haul things from the village. That’s what delivery trucks are for…”MoreLess
Gerald brought his sample spice kit into the living-room and opened it. The aroma would linger for some time after he was gone. “There’s enough wood, dear, if it gets cold tonight,” he said. “And I wish you wouldn’t haul things from the village. That’s what delivery trucks are for…”MoreLess
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