“I’d chuck this lark right off if I were you, Vee,” he said. No matter how
often she came across this phase in love stories, there was never anything
explanatory: as if all human beings perfectly understood. ’
‘Addlepated imbecile, Hilary,’ corrected Gerald calmly. The dream flowers and is harvested, and we are left by the wayside,
having served our singular purpose in the scheme of progress: as the orange is
tossed aside when sucked of its ruddy juice. Taking his way along East
Smithfield, mounting Little Tower-hill, and threading the Minories and
Hounsditch, he arrived without accident or molestation, at Moorfields. It was a society column about
the richest men in the world and their lavish parties. He turned onto the long road leading to
MacDowell Elementary School and pulled over in the
empty lot overlooking the miniscule baseball diamond. Not a word was uttered for some time, nor any sound heard except the stilled
sobs of the unfortunate mother.
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