As the Wastrel played, Spurlock knew that the man saw
the inevitable end—death by drink; saw the glory of the things he had thrown
away, the past, once so full of promise. She sensed a pelvic exam
coming on. Marina had retired to bed, drinking wine
slowly, sleeping when she was not drinking. She moved towards it slowly and picked it up, holding it out in front of her
whilst the familiar perfume seemed to assert itself with damning insistence. She married my Dad in a small ceremony
down at City Hall. One morning he caught her hand suddenly and kissed it. Knowing the South
Seas from hearsay and by travel, he knew something of that inertia which
blunted the fineness, innate and acquired, of white men and women, the eternal
warfare against indifference and slovenliness. First period was the time to be without her, as she was
consumed with some before-school activity as Lucy
barely made it to her first class in time for the bell.
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