“Joyce looks at Jasper’s tracksuit trousers, sagging and old. She looks at his eyes, pale and watery, glad of the company and sad to see it go.
Joyce knows then that she will be coming back to see Jasper again one day, and she will make sure Elizabeth will be coming too.
How many men like Jsaper sit behind beige front doors in quiet bungalows, not knowing how to dress or what to eat or where to go? Wanting above all else not to be a nuisance? Joyce wishes she could save them all.”
―
Richard Osman,
The Impossible Fortune
