The Sunlight On the Garden
“He had thought that this winter visit to Luxor – of which he had made others in the past, not alone but always with Mark – would thaw out the block of ice, a combination of grief, guilt and a hopeless resignation, in which for weeks now he had felt himself to be rigidly embedded. He had invited a number of friends, both male and female, to come with him, but they had all made their often flimsy excuses. Unhappiness can carry a contagion and they were wary of it.
A tall, muscular boy, sixtee...n or seventeen at a guess, with large hands, a large nose and a tousled mop of hair, loomed up in his path. He was wearing a tattered, stained djellabah that all but covered his trainers. ‘Hello!’ he greeted Tony.
Tony stared at him, his eyes dull. Then he muttered ‘Hello’ and began to move on.
‘Where you from?’ The boy was at his heels.
‘Where am I from? From England. Have you ever visited England?’ He at once regretted the question.MoreLess
A tall, muscular boy, sixtee...n or seventeen at a guess, with large hands, a large nose and a tousled mop of hair, loomed up in his path. He was wearing a tattered, stained djellabah that all but covered his trainers. ‘Hello!’ he greeted Tony.
Tony stared at him, his eyes dull. Then he muttered ‘Hello’ and began to move on.
‘Where you from?’ The boy was at his heels.
‘Where am I from? From England. Have you ever visited England?’ He at once regretted the question.MoreLess
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