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Wednesday, September 5, 2012

291 wivesbehavingbadly

. " don't be silly ; eve . the boys need you and they are very fond of you . i need you for the boys , so will you please concentrate on getting better ?"
as i climbed the stairs  to her room  in the evening , bearing  a meal tray i wondered  what  nathan  would make of me now .
at paradox . i had taken to draping a jacket ( which i changed every two days over the back  of my chair and leaving it there . this was to encourage anyone glanceing into my office in the early  morning or late  evening  to conclude that i was already  '/ still at work  . t typed out a list of so-called  lunch meetings in twenty-point bold garamond and struck it onto the side of my computer screen . in actual fact , i was sacrificing  a proporttion  of the family 's weekly budget on taxis so that i could race back to lakey street to feel eve . it was a killing schedule , but i had a discovered a quirk in my psyche . i did not mind putting myself out .
barry and chris had developed an unhealthy symbious /" chris thinks my thought and walks my walks , " barry anounouced during an ideas meeting that chris had dominated .
deb went pale and stared  hard at the coffee machine ."i'm looking for a new jchris had not looked at deb , he gathered up his papers and waggled his fingers ." see you later , guys ."
barry followed him ,  ." ." leaving deb and me at the conference table . she cocked an eyebrow ." i feel  i've fallen behind , minty . and i can't pot my finger on how it happened ."
at the weekend , i took the boys to  gisela 's for tea . since  . i had been there last , she had redecorated the drawing room in pale gold and cream , with venetian mirrors and authentic tappestry cushion .

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