Worthless Remains (2013)
“At five in the morning? Was he mad? I dialled one-four-seven-one but got the message ‘Caller withheld number’. Oh, great.
Five o’clock. In the morning. I’d never get used to that, I decided, no matter how pure the smell of the air or how rosy-fingered the dawn. Nobody got up this early. Except perhaps farmers and nurses. I dropped an egg into boiling water. Truck drivers and postal workers. I shoved my croissant in the oven. Fishermen and bin men. I stirred the coffee in my vriki. Airport staff... and police. And bakers, I supposed. Oh all right, it looked like most people were up by now anyway, so I might as well get over it. I built my breakfast and ate it staring out of the window, blinking once every five minutes like a lizard.
It was twenty past six by the time I pressed the buzzer on the intercom at Tarmford Hall. It seemed to take forever for the gate to be opened remotely without a word from the speaker.
I found Guy pacing up and down in the echoing hall, waiting for me. He was dressed but his hair was wild.MoreLess
Five o’clock. In the morning. I’d never get used to that, I decided, no matter how pure the smell of the air or how rosy-fingered the dawn. Nobody got up this early. Except perhaps farmers and nurses. I dropped an egg into boiling water. Truck drivers and postal workers. I shoved my croissant in the oven. Fishermen and bin men. I stirred the coffee in my vriki. Airport staff... and police. And bakers, I supposed. Oh all right, it looked like most people were up by now anyway, so I might as well get over it. I built my breakfast and ate it staring out of the window, blinking once every five minutes like a lizard.
It was twenty past six by the time I pressed the buzzer on the intercom at Tarmford Hall. It seemed to take forever for the gate to be opened remotely without a word from the speaker.
I found Guy pacing up and down in the echoing hall, waiting for me. He was dressed but his hair was wild.MoreLess
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