Three Short Novels
““I’m Albert’s sister.” At last. And when she was let in she said it again, repeating it to exonerate herself from the years of her denial of it.
A second, inner vestibule, dim also, a black pay phone on the wall and a black leather discard chair before it. So this was where he sat waiting for her to call at the time they had agreed upon by letter, and always he had waited half an hour in advance, afraid he would miss her call or another tenant would have claimed the phone. So this was the small... space wherein he waited for her voice.
“Come in. You like cuppa tea?” I have a Greek landlady who knows how to make repairs like a man.
Ilona followed her into the flat and down the long hallway and into the kitchen. The presence of the night still lay heavily in the rooms off the hallway, they were so solidly crowded with massive furniture and the drapes were closed, but the light of day came through the kitchen window.
“Your brother a nice guy. Nice guy. He always like cuppa tea.MoreLess
A second, inner vestibule, dim also, a black pay phone on the wall and a black leather discard chair before it. So this was where he sat waiting for her to call at the time they had agreed upon by letter, and always he had waited half an hour in advance, afraid he would miss her call or another tenant would have claimed the phone. So this was the small... space wherein he waited for her voice.
“Come in. You like cuppa tea?” I have a Greek landlady who knows how to make repairs like a man.
Ilona followed her into the flat and down the long hallway and into the kitchen. The presence of the night still lay heavily in the rooms off the hallway, they were so solidly crowded with massive furniture and the drapes were closed, but the light of day came through the kitchen window.
“Your brother a nice guy. Nice guy. He always like cuppa tea.MoreLess
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