Название: The Map of Us: The most uplifting and unmissable feel good romance of 2018!
Автор: Jules Preston
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Зарубежный юмор
isbn: 9780008300968
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All our washing machines were supplied and installed by Mr Bill Southerton of ‘Southerton’s Electrical Appliances’ in the village. He was glad of the regular trade. He paid off his mortgage, went on two holidays a year and paid for his own hip replacement. We got a 15% discount.
Jack did not look like a world authority on the colour blue. Everyone said that. At first. They doubted him. They kept him waiting in the lobby. They asked him if he wanted tea or coffee or chilled water, and then they left him sitting there for half an hour while they checked his credentials rigorously. They secretly called other companies he had worked for in the past and asked for a detailed description. They all said the same thing.
‘He’s about six-foot-tall with long hair and he wears jeans and faded T-shirts and he looks nothing like a world authority on the colour blue. He looks like he just left his skateboard outside and came in for free coffee.’
That set alarm bells ringing. Sometimes they got security to check for skateboards.
‘Is he really a world authority on the colour blue?’ Would be the next question.
‘Yes,’ would be the answer.
‘Okay. Thanks for your time. Sorry to bother you,’ they would say and put the phone down.
Then they would apologise for keeping him waiting in the lobby for so long, and Jack would joke with them that he was used to it and it happened all the time.
On the way to the meeting they would always ask him why it was that he favoured blue over any other colour.
And Jack would smile.
‘It was the colour of my grandmother’s typewriter,’ he would say.
Katherine thought that she might be able to sneak the top handle handbag into the house without her husband seeing. She was wrong. Clive was home early. His 5.15 had cancelled. Clive was a dentist who had scrupulously clean hands and very small eyes that were worryingly close together. He was a good man who enjoyed drilling holes in people’s faces. He was a contradiction.
Katherine and Clive lived in a modern and minimalist house where visitors were welcome as long as they took their shoes off in the hall and washed their hands before touching anything. It was painted throughout in shades of white. It all looked the same white, but all the whites were actually infinitesimally different. It was a subtle effect. Some of the walls looked slightly dirtier than others, but you had to look really closely.
Clive was sitting on the white stairs when Katherine walked through the white door and took her shoes off in the white hallway. There was really no way she could hide the patent leather handbag that was wrapped in tissue paper inside the carrier bag that had ‘Exclusive Handbags’ written on the side in big letters. Clive pinched the skin between his eyebrows. There wasn’t much to pinch. Katherine knew what it meant.
‘I thought we had an agreement,’ he said.
‘I know,’ she said.
‘You were doing so well,’ he said.
‘I know,’ she said.
‘Then why?’ he said.
‘Because it’s perfect.’
Clive laughed. Not a cruel laugh or an amused laugh but a laugh that was full of inevitability and surrender.
‘No handbag is perfect,’ he said.
‘Don’t say that,’ she said, suddenly close to tears.
‘I love you,’ he said, softly.
‘I know,’ she said. Then she left him sitting on the stairs while she went to find a place on a glass shelf for her new handbag.
It’s going to break off.
I’m telling you.
Wind keeps up like this it’s going to break off.
Dry out.
Crumble.
The whole thing.
Break off.
Nice idea.
Too ambitious.
Wrong sort of sand for ambitious.
This is play-it-safe sand.
Saw it as soon as I got out of the car.
Don’t-take-any-chances sand.
Not the right sort of sand for a giraffe.
A sand sculpture of a giraffe?
Idiot.
What was I thinking?
Be fine.
Be extra careful.
Soft brushes.
Small tools.
Grain at a time stuff.
Big things.
Giraffes.
Take longer.
That’s all.
You can do it.
Three hours left.
Delicate touch.
Spray bottle.
Not too much.
A mist.
You can win.
Beat the dolphins with a giraffe. СКАЧАТЬ