Touchstone (2007)
“STUYVESANT SAID. “FOR THE LANGUAGE.”
“No, it’s my fault. I should have cleared my throat or something. Are you all right?”
He withdrew his hand, examined it, and saw just grease: no blood. “I’m fine. I wouldn’t come any closer, if I were you. It’s been a while since anyone’s cleaned the insides of this automobile.”
“So I see,” she replied, trying hard to keep her face straight. He rubbed a hand across his sweaty face, realized he’d just made matters worse, and felt in his back pocket for the ra...g he’d shoved there. He took one look at it, and shoved it back unused.
She pulled out a handkerchief and offered it to him, but he looked from the scrap of white lacy stuff to his hands, and went to find a clean rag.
When he’d located one and worked it around enough to bring his face into visibility, he asked, “Was there something you were looking for?”
“No, I’d just got the letter off and thought I’d come and see how you’re getting on. But look, can I give you a hand?MoreLess
“No, it’s my fault. I should have cleared my throat or something. Are you all right?”
He withdrew his hand, examined it, and saw just grease: no blood. “I’m fine. I wouldn’t come any closer, if I were you. It’s been a while since anyone’s cleaned the insides of this automobile.”
“So I see,” she replied, trying hard to keep her face straight. He rubbed a hand across his sweaty face, realized he’d just made matters worse, and felt in his back pocket for the ra...g he’d shoved there. He took one look at it, and shoved it back unused.
She pulled out a handkerchief and offered it to him, but he looked from the scrap of white lacy stuff to his hands, and went to find a clean rag.
When he’d located one and worked it around enough to bring his face into visibility, he asked, “Was there something you were looking for?”
“No, I’d just got the letter off and thought I’d come and see how you’re getting on. But look, can I give you a hand?MoreLess
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