[ How they avoid one another. How well it suits them both, she thinks, or had thought: he, rankling, and she, disquieted by this marriage and all the factors that forced them together.
She has been kind, for what else can she do for this stranger, this useless youngest, cast into exile here with her? Give him space, let him live his days in whatever peace he finds - even if it comes at the bottom of a bottle. She needs nothing from him. Expects nothing. (Poor creature. Useless even to his wife. Let him seek oblivion if he requires.)
While he drowns in liquor, she buries herself in books. She seeks nothing and no-one beyond her own little library.
So. This message, interrupting the quieter hours of the evening normally devoted to their respective drowning and burying is...odd.
Crass.
...A little amusing. ]
Are you particularly adept at it when drunk?
Or do I possess some unsuspected appeal to the inebriated eye?
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She has been kind, for what else can she do for this stranger, this useless youngest, cast into exile here with her? Give him space, let him live his days in whatever peace he finds - even if it comes at the bottom of a bottle. She needs nothing from him. Expects nothing. (Poor creature. Useless even to his wife. Let him seek oblivion if he requires.)
While he drowns in liquor, she buries herself in books. She seeks nothing and no-one beyond her own little library.
So. This message, interrupting the quieter hours of the evening normally devoted to their respective drowning and burying is...odd.
Crass.
...A little amusing. ]
Are you particularly adept at it when drunk?
Or do I possess some unsuspected appeal to the inebriated eye?