" why the interest in the garden , all of a sudden ?" the question was redundant because i already knew the answere .
he drank some tea ." it used to be beautiful ."
"you have been thinking of rose ." i accused him ." haven't you ? you've been talking to her . that diagram i found in your diary . was itt for this garden ?" i gustured toward the broken fence , the tangle of grass , the leafles lilac ." height , route / rest . was it for here ?"
"don't , minty ." nathan said heavily ." we don't discuss rose /. remenber ?"
"about the diary ..."
"forget it . it's mine , private ." his brows twintched together .
" are you all right ?"
"fine . fine ." his finger beat a tattoo on his chest ." bit of a pain . i ate too much ."
in chapter three of coping with life stragegies ( currently beside my bed ). the author recommends cognitive behavioral therapy for tricky problems . if a bad thought recurs to the point of damaging one's well-being . then it is best to avoid it and employ thought evasion techniques . weary to thwe bone . i bent down and plucked a white root from the dug earth , and dangleed it from my fingers .
i thought hard of paradox's monday agenda . i conjured the picture of chinese figurines whose days were numbered in the dining room . i thought about the fish fingers i had extracted from the freezer for the twins's supper .
failure , i turned back to nathan ." why on earth did i believe you when you said you came to me with thwe sheet wiped clean ?"
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