That Man Simon
“‘I’m sorry to have kept you up so late.’ ‘It doesn’t matter. Let me get you something to eat. It’s a long drive back from London. Or did you stop for a meal on the way?’ ‘I had something before I left town.’ ‘That was hours ago. I’ll make some coffee and toast,’ she said firmly, picking up her tea tray and carrying it back to the kitchen. ‘Where does Mrs. Rose keep the bread?’ Simon followed her and pulled open a deep ventilated drawer lined with laminated plastic. Then he leaned against one of... the units, watching her slice the loaf and load the electric toaster, his eyes narrowed and intent.
Conscious of dishevelled hair and sleep-flushed cheeks, Jenny said, ‘Is my nose shining like a beacon? I must have been asleep since about ten.’ ‘You were dreaming. When I switched on the lamp, your lips were moving,’ he said.
‘Was I? I don’t remember.’ I only know that I woke up and saw you, and knew I loved you, she thought. And she was afraid to look at him for fear it might show in her eyes.MoreLess
Conscious of dishevelled hair and sleep-flushed cheeks, Jenny said, ‘Is my nose shining like a beacon? I must have been asleep since about ten.’ ‘You were dreaming. When I switched on the lamp, your lips were moving,’ he said.
‘Was I? I don’t remember.’ I only know that I woke up and saw you, and knew I loved you, she thought. And she was afraid to look at him for fear it might show in her eyes.MoreLess
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