Cousins

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Other  |  House: Booksie Classic
Hard to break out of our bubble. -- (300 words). Image with permission.

Submitted: June 01, 2019

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She glances at the shabby armchair opposite. Ten minutes ago her partner had been sat there. A big man with a bulging belly: bearded, bald, tattooed.

He'd been laughing on the phone. His friend at the garage had offered him a casual job. Cash in hand.

He'd be right over.

It's a tiny, cramped room with thin walls - hot in summer, freezing in winter. She sits next to the big TV. Her partner watches the sports channels over a few beers, and then a few more. Swears at the screen.

She's never cared for it herself. Prefers a book.

It's a sunny morning in late spring. She can hear traffic but it's early for the tourists. The town pulls them in from June. For the Château.

Should she make the phone call?

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They had met at her father's funeral, his uncle. He was pleasant. She knew he existed, of course, but they were strangers to each other. He made a point of seeking her out. Had mentioned he was just retired from the Université de Tours. He was doing something in Macron's new party. Quite influential.

He had a blog. She had seen it. Pictures of his house. It seemed very big, its garden sloping down to the banks of the Loire.

He had treated her like an equal, had talked of literature and plays and politics. You must come and visit, he said, we should get to know each other better. You and your husband.

His elegant wife nodded her agreement.

He had handed her his card, “Call us.”

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She looks at the phone. Thinks about her partner, her wardrobe, her home.

Then she picks up her book and walks out into the garden.


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