Hangsaman
“When her father met her at the bus stop late on Wednesday night Natalie was embarrassed, thinking of the seventy-five days, the ten and a half weeks, the two and a third months, since she had seen him or her mother or her brother or her home; he did not look different in that he still as always resembled the various pictures of him in so many different places, but before he had a chance to speak to her, Natalie said quickly, “I’ve got to go back on Friday—” before he had a chance, that is, to s...poil everything by expecting too much of her, and he, after a long and surprised look, nodded and said, “It’s nice to see you again.”
Once in the car, she asked, “How is Mother?”
“Fine,” he said.
“And Bud?”
“Fine.”
“You look well.”
“I am, thanks, quite well.”
Natalie thought then, He expects some embarrassment; he expects to even it off when we can sit and talk as usual.MoreLess
Once in the car, she asked, “How is Mother?”
“Fine,” he said.
“And Bud?”
“Fine.”
“You look well.”
“I am, thanks, quite well.”
Natalie thought then, He expects some embarrassment; he expects to even it off when we can sit and talk as usual.MoreLess
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