![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() But once two chairs were destroyed, he sat heavily on a third and put his head in his hands. I hoped he’d start on the table, perhaps ripping up that terrible cloth of his mother’s. Then he picked up another and gave it the same treatment. I went to the doorway and watched as he threw a wooden chair repeatedly to the floor until its back was broken and its legs shattered. Whilst I was standing in the kitchen, thinking all this, Tom had gone into the living room and was smashing up the furniture. I remember thinking that I should replace it soon I even told myself that it was no wonder Tom was not the husband I expected if this was the sort of housewife I’d become. The tea towel I used was thin and frayed, with a faded picture of the Brighton Pavilion on it. I concentrated on drying each finger very thoroughly. ‘And that everyone in the terrace knew he was – an invert.’ I didn’t look at Tom as I spoke. ‘What did he say?’ ‘That the police arrived late last night and took him away.’ I reached past Tom for a tea towel on which to dry my hands. ![]() Patrick’s neighbour took some pleasure in informing me of the situation.’ Tom blinked. ‘After you didn’t come home last night, I went to his flat to look for you. ‘Didn’t you hear me? Patrick’s been-’ ‘I know,’ I said, shaking water from my fingers. I nodded briefly and went into the kitchen to wash my hands. He blurted, before I’d taken two steps into the room. ![]()
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