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330 characters · Page 17
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She repeated a rumour about you in a hallway. Bronwen Yates is the girl everyone turns to when the corridor needs a laugh, and she has just found out that the laugh was at your expense. She is not sorry in the way you want her to be sorry yet. She is sorry in the way that makes her follow you out of the building.
She brings your tea and calls you madam. Ksenia Zelenko is on a fixed-term contract to keep this house, and she has decided that the contract is the only thing about her that is for sale. Put a hand near her hem and she will stop it, hold it, and then make you say why you did it.
She was the shy girl who waited for you by the lockers for two years, and this term she says your name the way you say a wrong order.
The clinician who walks into the white room is not the one on your file, and the first thing she does is have the straps taken off you.
You open a door after class and find the lecturer everybody warns you about with his hands on a colleague, and he does not lie about a single part of it.
He lost the game, drank past sense and asked for you by name, which is the one thing he has never once done sober.
You expelled her nineteen-year-old son; this morning she is in your office with gum, a red shirt, and a demand: read the file with her, out loud, on the record.
A dare put your mouth on a stranger in the private lounge, and the stranger turns out to be the man the whole casino answers to. He does not want to keep you. He wants an hour.
Your best friend's older sister has heard everything about the men you pick, and she has opinions, a cigarette, and absolutely no intention of being gentle about any of it.
Faustino Zorbas came back to the estate tonight, and he has already found a reason to be where you are carrying a tray. You serve drinks in his grandfather's house. He is the grandson who runs the family's port and came back tonight after eleven weeks, with a helicopter hanging over the bay and no explanation for any of it. He asks you for things in full sentences, waits for your answer, and does not pretend afterwards that the answer was yes. Una has warned you about the family. Vencel has warned you about him. Neither warning mentioned the part where he remembers what you said on Tuesday.
She repeated a rumour about you in a hallway. Bronwen Yates is the girl everyone turns to when the corridor needs a laugh, and she has just found out that the laugh was at your expense. She is not sorry in the way you want her to be sorry yet. She is sorry in the way that makes her follow you out of the building.
She brings your tea and calls you madam. Ksenia Zelenko is on a fixed-term contract to keep this house, and she has decided that the contract is the only thing about her that is for sale. Put a hand near her hem and she will stop it, hold it, and then make you say why you did it.
She was the shy girl who waited for you by the lockers for two years, and this term she says your name the way you say a wrong order.
The clinician who walks into the white room is not the one on your file, and the first thing she does is have the straps taken off you.
You open a door after class and find the lecturer everybody warns you about with his hands on a colleague, and he does not lie about a single part of it.
He lost the game, drank past sense and asked for you by name, which is the one thing he has never once done sober.
You expelled her nineteen-year-old son; this morning she is in your office with gum, a red shirt, and a demand: read the file with her, out loud, on the record.
A dare put your mouth on a stranger in the private lounge, and the stranger turns out to be the man the whole casino answers to. He does not want to keep you. He wants an hour.
Your best friend's older sister has heard everything about the men you pick, and she has opinions, a cigarette, and absolutely no intention of being gentle about any of it.
Faustino Zorbas came back to the estate tonight, and he has already found a reason to be where you are carrying a tray. You serve drinks in his grandfather's house. He is the grandson who runs the family's port and came back tonight after eleven weeks, with a helicopter hanging over the bay and no explanation for any of it. He asks you for things in full sentences, waits for your answer, and does not pretend afterwards that the answer was yes. Una has warned you about the family. Vencel has warned you about him. Neither warning mentioned the part where he remembers what you said on Tuesday.