. the following saturday , i cooked sausages and mash for lunch , and the boys and i are together , afterward , they demaned to go into the garden and i retreated into nathan's stydy . i gave it a good hard appraisal . when it came to his study , nathan had a tendency to believe like a bear in its den . don't touch anything . it was very much his room masculine and utilitarian , cluttered with papers and now a little dusty . don't touch anything .
but in getting through a situation such as this one - my personal nuclear winter - i must look over the parapet . good girl , i heard paige say .
panting with the effort , i put my my shoulder to the desk and prised it , inch by inch , from its berth . why did you leave us , nathan ? why didn't you take more care ? yes , i am angry with yoy , i shoved it over to the window and the chair followd . if i sat in here , i could see the garden , where the twins were casing a squirred .
wrong , i thought , rubbing my shoulder . you're wrong , rose anger makes you strong .
the study seemed bigger , and unfamiliar , a friendly area on which i would imprint what wished , moving the desk had let loose a snowstorm of papers ; including a directory of key vistemax employees which went straight into the bin , invitation , a timetable , and an out-of-date list of golfing fixtures at a club i had never heard of . they went into the bin too .
the dooorbell rang . the silence in the house was so pleasant , rather reassuring in fact , that i was tempted to ignore it . rang a second tme , and i went to see who it was .
but in getting through a situation such as this one - my personal nuclear winter - i must look over the parapet . good girl , i heard paige say .
panting with the effort , i put my my shoulder to the desk and prised it , inch by inch , from its berth . why did you leave us , nathan ? why didn't you take more care ? yes , i am angry with yoy , i shoved it over to the window and the chair followd . if i sat in here , i could see the garden , where the twins were casing a squirred .
wrong , i thought , rubbing my shoulder . you're wrong , rose anger makes you strong .
the study seemed bigger , and unfamiliar , a friendly area on which i would imprint what wished , moving the desk had let loose a snowstorm of papers ; including a directory of key vistemax employees which went straight into the bin , invitation , a timetable , and an out-of-date list of golfing fixtures at a club i had never heard of . they went into the bin too .
the dooorbell rang . the silence in the house was so pleasant , rather reassuring in fact , that i was tempted to ignore it . rang a second tme , and i went to see who it was .
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