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“How did we go from your father to breakfast?”
“How did we go from your father to breakfast?”
A few moments later he reappeared, winded from having hurried and doing his best to hide it.
A few moments later he reappeared, winded from having hurried and doing his best to hide it.
Just because somebody is gone doesn’t mean they don’t exist anymore—with a little imagination, you’re never alone.
Daldry beamed with satisfaction and continued to eat with relish.
“Something strange happened to me yesterday, the sort of thing I would never have paid any attention to before.
Alice leaned in and told Daldry about her day in Brighton and her encounter with the fortune-teller.
She looked in the mirror, fixed her hair, and decided to forgo make-up. She was, after all, just going on this walk out of courtesy.
Daldry muttered something unintelligible under his breath as he closed the door.
After a few more wrong turns, a passerby put them on the correct route.
Daldry could sense her unease.
He could see her being unease.
We’re both talented women in our own domains.”
“You have two lives in you, Alice. The one you know, and another one. One that has been waiting for you for a very long time. They have nothing in common, apart from you. The man I spoke about yesterday is to be found somewhere along
the path to that other, unknown life, but he will be forever lost to you unless you go on a long journey. A journey that will lead you to discover that nothing you believe in is real.”
Your features betray your true origins.”
There’s no need to be a fortune-teller to see that you’ll meet a man to your liking no matter what happens.”
if you follow the trail to its end, the world you live in today won’t remain.
The pier was deserted and the lights that hung along the length of the dock swung in the wind, emitting a strange clinking melody.
“How much longer are you going to keep me in suspense?
The first drag on her cigarette sent Alice into a coughing fit.
Alice leaned back and felt her eyelids grow heavy.
He talked about the difficult relationship he had with his family, evoking the hardship his mother endured from having married a wealthy man who shared neither her tastes nor her vision of the world, let alone her delicate wit.
I always wanted a brother or sister, but in the end, I suppose I benefitted from having my parents’ full attention.”
We didn’t live in the lap of luxury, but we were comfortable.
maybe growing up surrounded
by so much love leaves one with unrealistic expectations.”
Snow had blanketed the city in the night, and a fine layer of it had covered the skylight, dimming the room.
She bundled up against the cold and tiptoed out of her flat.
It enchanted her to see the city transformed and to think how even the plainest houses had a certain beauty when cloaked in snow.
A bus was coming in her direction, so she ran to the stop and climbed aboard, buying her ticket from the conductor before settling onto the bench seat at the back.
The ducks glided toward her across the inky-black water, hoping to be fed.
When he took some bread from his pocket and began tossing pieces of it into the water, the ducks shot off in his direction.
“I was here first. How on earth could I have followed you?”
“But your birth certificate affirms the contrary.”
It’s nothing serious, but in my line of work, a stuffy nose is debilitating.”
The Austin refused to start. Daldry asked Alice to take the wheel while he pushed. She was to release the clutch once the car had a bit of momentum. “It’s simple,” he reassured her. “First the left foot, then a little with the right foot when the engine starts, and then both feet on the pedals to the left. And don’t forget to steer.”
“A first time for everything,”
The tires slid across the icy road, but Alice put them back on course with astonishing dexterity.
“What a marvelous sensation,”
She felt as though she might lose consciousness.
Alice opened her eyes and was blinded by the bright winter sunlight.
Her forehead burned with fever.
she was overcome by a racking cough on ...
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“She’s in a pretty bad state.
“A bit of honey in warm water or herbal tea, small sips, but as often as possible.”
I think the fever might be starting to break.”
She turned her head to see Daldry sprawled across the armchair, an afghan at his feet.
You’ve barely got your strength back and you’re already traipsing about barefoot in a drafty flat.
didn’t think much of it then; I
