“Look, let’s just cut to the chase. You
want to know why I said we weren’t married, why I said the photo was a fake. I
can’t apologise enough. I’m so sorry. But I felt embarrassed.”
Arthur shuffled and looked at the
floor. He hated it when women cried. Rosemary stared at Pat and kept an air of
cool detachment. She also hated it when women cried.
The photo of the happy couple lay on
the coffee table. Pat picked it up and stared into the photo.
“It didn’t work out. I was
embarrassed. It was never right.”
Rosemary nodded and looked into down
her lap. Then she raised her head, shook off any emotion and asked Pat to ‘tell
us all.’
Tell you all? Can anyone ever tell
you ‘all’? People interpret things differently. They experience the same things
and yet have different stories and memories.
Tell us all? I’ll tell you some.
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