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Staying with him CHAPTER 66-The Wedding
It rained.Of course it rained. It was London in April and it wasthe most important day and it rained, the specificdetermined rain of a city that does not adjust its plansfor anyone, and she stood in the lobby of the registryoffice in her dress with her father beside her andlistened to the rain on the glass above the door andfelt, to her own surprise, nothing but relief.There it was again. Relief. The word she had givenPriya last night and which had turned out to be theright one, the true one under all the other ones. Therain was rain. She had survived rain before. She hadsurvived a bathroom flood at three in the morning anda motel at eleven at night and five days of silence anda cold street in a northern city, and the rain on theglass of a registry office in April was the mildest thingshe had faced in two years and she was not going tobe undone by it.She looked at her father.He was wearing the suit he had worn to Maya'swedding and to one funeral and, she suspected, to
Staying with him CHAPTER 65-The Day Before
She stayed at Priya's the night before, which neither ofthem had suggested in advance and both of themwanted, and it was like being nineteen except forevery way in which it was not.They opened a bottle of wine that was better thananything they had drunk at nineteen, and they sat atPriya's kitchen table which was a different kitchentable in a different flat from the one they had sharedwith a broken boiler and strong opinions abouteverything, and Olivia looked at her oldest friendacross it and thought about how long they had beenat kitchen tables together.Twelve years, she said.Of tables, Priya confirmed. You, me, various tables.She looked at the wine. The boiler flat table was theone with the wobble. We put a folded piece of cardunder one leg for the entire year we lived there and itnever fixed it.I still do that, Olivia said. Out of habit.I noticed when I came to yours, Priya said. You haddone it to the kitchen table even though the table didnot wobble. She smiled
Staying with him CHAPTER 64-Four In The Morning
The fear came at four in the morning, which shesupposed was when fears came.She had not been expecting it. She had thought,somewhere in the back of her mind, that she was pastthe point where the old fear could get to her, that twoyears of learning to be in the room had made herimmune to the specific midnight logic of the exit-seeker. She had been wrong about that. The fear didnot care how much work she had done. It arrived atfour in the morning three weeks before the weddingand sat at the end of the bed and waited for her towake up, and when she woke up it was there.Not the fear of him. She needed to say that to herselffirst, in the dark, before anything else. Not the fear ofhim or of them or of the particular Tuesday morningquality of the life they had built. That was the fear shewould have had at thirty, the fear of the specificperson, and she did not have it now. What she hadwas older and more general. The fear of the no exit.She lay in the dark and she felt it.
Staying with him CHAPTER 63-Small
She had imagined planning a wedding would feel likea project. She had been a person who was good atprojects, the mapping of them, the organisation ofvariables into a manageable sequence, the controlledexecution from beginning to end. She had plannedthings her whole professional life and she had beengood at it and she had assumed, somewhere in theback of her mind, that the wedding would be thesame.It was not a project.It was a series of small decisions that each oneseemed ordinary and together they becamesomething, and the becoming was not planned, itsimply happened, and the only thing she could controlwas whether she ran it or whether she was in it, andshe chose to be in it, which meant some things wentwrong in small ways and none of it mattered.Small, they had said from the beginning. A registryoffice and then a long lunch in the private room abovethe pub they had eaten at on a hundred Fridayevenings, the one where they knew both their namesand the table by the win
Staying with him CHAPTER 62-Both Of Them
She told Priya on the Friday, and Priya's first responsewas not about the engagement.Priya's first response was about the rings.You both had rings, Priya said. She had been sittingdown on hearing the news and she was still sittingdown, which for Priya indicated the depth of theprocessing required. You bought a ring and he had aring and you both had rings in the same flat at thesame time and neither of you knew.For approximately three weeks, Olivia said.He had his since June, Priya said. You had yours sinceJanuary. He had his for seven months and saidnothing and you had yours for three weeks and couldnot wait any longer. She looked at the ceiling. You arethe same person.We are aware.You are the exact same person with slightly differenttimelines for the same things, Priya said. He fell firstand waited. You fell second and caught up. He boughta ring first and waited. You bought a ring second andcaught up. She shook her head slowly. That is eitherthe most romantic thi
Staying with him CHAPTER 61-She Asked Him
She had been waiting for the right moment for threeweeks and then she stopped waiting for the rightmoment because she understood, on a Thursdayevening in late January, that waiting for the rightmoment was the old thing, the managed version, theone where she decided in advance what the occasionneeded to look like before she let herself be in it.She came home from work and put her keys in thebowl and stood in the hallway for a moment. The ringwas on the shelf where she had left it, in the small bagfrom the shop, next to Amara's photograph. She hadput it there the day she bought it and she had lookedat it every day since, the small ordinary fact of itsitting on the shelf, waiting.She picked it up.He was in the kitchen. She could hear him, the soundof the counter, which she had learned to identify theway she identified all his sounds, the specific clunk ofthe worktop when his palms went flat on it. She stoodin the hallway with the bag in her hand and she tookthe box ou
Staying with him Chapter 4: Caught
She woke up before him.6am, grey light coming through the gaps in his curtains, the television having switched itself off sometime in the night. For a moment — just a brief, disoriented moment — she forgot where she was. Then it came back. The flood. The knock. The blanket that smelled faintly of
Staying with him Chapter 3: Flooded
started with a sound.A low, persistent dripping that worked its way into Olivia’s sleep sometime around 3am and sat there until she couldn’t ignore it anymore. She opened her eyes to the dark ceiling, listened, and felt the specific dread of someone who already knows something is wrong before the
Staying with him Chapter 2: The View
Three weeks.That’s how long Olivia lasted before she stopped filing noise complaints and accepted that Damien Cole was simply a fact of her life now — like traffic, or difficult clients, or the radiator that clicked every night at 2am. Unavoidable. Irritating. Something to be managed.She managed
Staying with him Chapter 5: Staying
Maintenance said three days.Three days to fix the pipe, treat the damp, assess the flooring, do whatever it was they needed to do before the apartment was liveable again. Olivia stood in her doorway on Monday morning and looked at the state of it — the warped floorboards, the smell of wet plaster,
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