600 Hours of Edward by Craig Lancaster
By Craig Lancaster
Edward Stanton is a guy hurtling headlong towards heart age. His psychological sickness has led him to be sequestered in his small condo in a small urban, the place he retains his distance from the skin international and the oldsters from whom he's principally estranged. For the main half, Edward sticks to objects he can count number on...and issues he can count number. yet over the process 25 days (or six hundred hours, as Edward prefers to examine it) a number of occasions puncture the partitions Edward has equipped round himself. finally, he faces a decision: Open his existence to adventure and take care of the fun and heartaches that include it, or stay in the back of his closed door, a solitary soul
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Edward Stanton is a guy hurtling headlong towards heart age. His psychological sickness has led him to be sequestered in his small apartment in a small urban, the place he retains his distance from the surface global and the oldsters from whom he's mostly estranged. For the main half, Edward sticks to objects he can anticipate.
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It’s the Russian style to offer tea, and in a glass. ” Her hands felt cold. She curved her palms around the hot glass, aware that he was regarding her with a studied gaze, and wondering what his thoughts were. Perhaps he regretted the impulsive invitation, given only out of politeness because she was Uncle David’s niece. Looking down, she could see his hands resting on the table. She could see the forked vein in the wrist that was turned on its side. It seemed an intimate thing, that small blue vein.
There was nothing you could do. Someone was shoving a way through the crowd. The girl, feeling the wave of displaced bodies, had a THE GOLDEN CUP 13 glimpse of the back of a head of black hair and a checked woolen shirt. Standing on tiptoe, she saw a young man running, moving the sidewalk groups aside, and plunging up the steps of the next tenement. ”He’s going to try,” a woman said. ” ”What do you think? ” ”I don’t believe it. It’s impossible! ” ”My God, look there! ” The young man was at the top-floor window, next to the burning building.
You know what he said to me the other day? ’ Imagine a child of his age having a thought like that! He’s a beautiful child. ” The old man did not let her slide into evasions but forced her to answer directly. ”Yes, yes, but we were talking about you, not Paul. ” She flushed. ’ It’s stupid, Uncle David! ” And she mocked, ” ’Have you been asked to the so-and-so’s? • What! You haven’t? What a tragedy! You could have• shown off your new fur cape, your-’ ” Again Uncle David interrupted. Interruption was 34 BELVA PLAIN a strange habit for a man who was otherwise so courteous.