The Secret Intensity of Everyday Life
“She told them she had not yet made up her mind. The truth was she had not been able to get Nick to focus on the question, and so did not know what sort of celebration he would like. Of course it was her birthday and she should be able to do whatever she wanted, but without Nick there, without Nick enjoying himself, there would be no pleasure in it for her. She was learning that he had moods. One minute they would be happy together doing nothing in particular; the next minute he would fall silen...t, or even disappear. He never went anywhere far, just into the next room, or out into the street. The place that he went to he called On My Own. She called it Away From Me. At such times, when she discovered his absence, she stopped breathing.‘So what shall we do for my birthday?’ she asked him one lunch time, spreading out food on the table in her room.‘I don’t know,’ he said. ‘What do you want to do?’‘Whatever it is, I want to do it with you.’‘Of course.’Bread, pâté, tomatoes, proper plates, not paper.MoreLess
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