Grey Expectations
“And he gladly ignored the congealing Chinese food as he watched his girlfriend responding to the solace of butter-crunch swirl.
‘Did you try the chocolate mint chip?’ He held out his pint to her, eager to encourage her apparent recovery.
‘Thanks.’ She smiled at him, and even though it was a weak, sad smile, he felt his heart fill. ‘I’d better not.’ ‘Come on,’ he urged. ‘You didn’t have any dinner.’ ‘No, really.’ She got off the bed. ‘You should heat that up and have some, though. You have to wo...rk.’ He followed her back into the living room, where she’d opened her laptop. ‘What about you, Dulce?’ He was still timid about asking any more.
‘I’m going to start looking for a job,’ she replied. She was typing something, and Chris saw her hit return with a flourish. ‘See if those auction houses are still hiring. I mean, I think my academic career is over.’ ‘Wait, Dulcie, what are you talking about?’ He sat on the edge of the desk and put his hand on the laptop.MoreLess
‘Did you try the chocolate mint chip?’ He held out his pint to her, eager to encourage her apparent recovery.
‘Thanks.’ She smiled at him, and even though it was a weak, sad smile, he felt his heart fill. ‘I’d better not.’ ‘Come on,’ he urged. ‘You didn’t have any dinner.’ ‘No, really.’ She got off the bed. ‘You should heat that up and have some, though. You have to wo...rk.’ He followed her back into the living room, where she’d opened her laptop. ‘What about you, Dulce?’ He was still timid about asking any more.
‘I’m going to start looking for a job,’ she replied. She was typing something, and Chris saw her hit return with a flourish. ‘See if those auction houses are still hiring. I mean, I think my academic career is over.’ ‘Wait, Dulcie, what are you talking about?’ He sat on the edge of the desk and put his hand on the laptop.MoreLess
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