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019 :: Phoebe and George
Hi Peter (Phoebe)
Evening Phoebe. Can I take that for you. Diane is in the living room. Everything is ready for you. (Peter)
Phoebe stopped at the top of the stairs to survey the room. A slow measured look from the kitchen to the sofas on either side of the long low table. The table with the naked girl. Diane seated at the girl's chest. Twisted towards them. Smiling.
Darling. You look radiant. (Diane)
Oh darling. She is fantastic. You are so lucky. (Phoebe)
Luck has nothing to do with it. Hello George. (Diane)
Diane. You look radiant. Um. (George)
Phoebe sat opposite Diane. At a quick glance the sisters look nothing alike. One dark. The other blond. With a closer look they have a strong sisterly resemblance. Same high cheekbones. Same prominent nose. Same shape eyes. Phoebe wore makeup. Her hair flowing. Fine physique. Dressed in retro grunge.
George sat next to Phoebe. In line with Naomi's hips. A short man. A little overweight. Signs of faded tattoos showing below his polo t-shirt. Balding. His glasses did not quite suit the roundness of his face. He leaned over Naomi to get a closer look.
What a feast. (George)
Oh George. Remember the rules. No touching today. (Diane)
Ah. But how do we pick up the food. (George)
Diane turned towards the sound of the front door opening.
Just watch your stray fingers. (Diane)
John came up the stairs. Almost ten years older than Diane. A gentle soft ageing. Slightly chubby features but a slim physique. He worked out. Full head of hair. Average height but appeared taller because of his erect stature. The type of man you would expect at the head of a business meeting.
John. Good day. (George)
Same old. Hello all. Hello Naomi. Welcome to your new home. (John)
She has no English. Yet. Can I get you a little glass. (Diane)
John kissed Diane. He sat next to her. Peter handed him a single malt with ice. Naomi looked at him. Then she closed her eyes. Her eyes remained closed throughout the meal.
020 :: A letter home
Dear Sister
I woke this morning feeling...
The Au Pair
