When she gets up her husband has gone to the golf course, she drinks
a cup of weak tea and has a toast without butter. Then the grooming
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A slightly sad evocation of what is essentially an empty existence, captured succinctly and without criticism, just painting it as it happens.
Well written.
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A slightly sad evocation of what is essentially an empty existence, captured succinctly and without criticism, just painting it as it happens. Well written.