Home: The Story of Everyone Who Ever Lived in Our House. Julie Myerson
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Название: Home: The Story of Everyone Who Ever Lived in Our House
Автор: Julie Myerson
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Биографии и Мемуары
isbn: 9780007381739
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I ask who else was in the house.
‘Just my Mum and me. And Mr Kyle upstairs.’
‘What was he like?’
‘Nice. Elderly man, white, very quiet. He was a solicitor. He helped me out once actually …’ Doreen hesitates and smiles. ‘When I got into a bit of trouble.’
‘What sort of trouble?’
‘I got done for shoplifting.’
When it finally happens, her belly goes hot, soft. She feels her insides are falling out of her. She can’t believe it – that she could be so stupid. She can’t believe that ever in a million years she’d be the kind of person capable of doing something like this.
But Leia isn’t either. Or you wouldn’t think so anyway. Quiet, pretty Leia, from Mauritius, her first proper friend in this country. Leia cheers her up so much that she realizes how lonely she’s been all this time. They work at the hospital on Portland Place together, wheeling the trolleys, taking the food around the wards, chatting all the time.
Right from the first day, Leia decides they’re friends and shows her stuff – the best toilet for a quick smoke where you won’t get caught, the dodgy drinks machine that sometimes gives you back extra change – jackpot! Leia makes her laugh and Doreen far prefers this to her college life. She’s out all day so her Mum can’t pick on her. She feels like she’s turned into somebody, like she knows who she is.
She has to leave at eight to get the tube to Oxford Circus, but pretty soon she starts leaving earlier and earlier, just to get out of the house. She likes walking up to Clapham Common station in the grey mist – sometimes you can hardly see across the Common and she finds that a bit magical and mysterious. She finds it a real thrill arriving on Oxford Street before the shops are open, walking up and down in the November chill and gazing into windows, listening out for the scrapy clang of someone pulling up a grille, watching the women in their posh coats walking briskly past. Everyone seems to have somewhere to go and she likes that, likes the hurry and certainty of it.
‘Hey, you know what, let’s meet up, before work,’ Leia says, ‘have a coffee, look around the shops together.’
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