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Staying with him CHAPTER 156- Telling People They Are Leaving
She told Priya first.She called on the Monday after the Saturday viewing and Priya answered with the toneshe used when she already knew something had happened.We found the house, Olivia said.Where, Priya said.She gave the borough and the street and the specific details of the garden and the roomwith the right light and the kitchen in which he had stood for ten minutes.Priya was quiet.She was a street from me, Priya said.She had not calculated this. She had not been looking in Priya’s borough specifically.She had been looking for the house and the house was where the house was.Yes, she said.Priya was quiet for another moment.You are going to be a street from me, Priya said again.I did not plan it, Olivia said.I know you did not plan it, Priya said. She paused. I am going to pretend you planned itbecause it is a better story.Olivia thought about the fact of Priya a street away from the next house.She thought about twelve years of Priya across the city and the specific
Staying with him CHAPTER 155- He Sees It
She had been watching him in the kitchen for ten minutes.The agent had moved on to the next room. The baby was with Diana. It was Saturdaymorning in November and the new house was around them and he was in the kitchen.He had gone into the kitchen when the agent took them through it and he had not comeout.She had followed the agent to the first-floor landing and looked at the room with theright light, the room she was already thinking of as her room, the room that would be theroom she worked in at home, and she had confirmed the light and the quality of thespace and she had come back downstairs and found him still in the kitchen.He was standing in the centre of the kitchen.Not looking at anything specific. Not measuring, though she had watched him measurethings with his eyes, the specific scanning of a man who could estimate dimensionsreliably and was doing it. Not assessing the structure, which he would do but was notdoing now. He was simply standing in the kitchen with b
Staying with him CHAPTER 154- The Right House
She found it on a Wednesday.Not a Saturday. Not the arranged arrangement. She found it on a Wednesday afternoonin November, alone, because she had been walking home from a session and had taken adifferent route and the different route had gone past a house with a sign outside it andshe had stopped.She had not been looking.She had been walking home.She stopped at the house with the sign outside it and she looked at the front of it, whichwas ordinary in the way that the right things were sometimes ordinary from the outside.A terrace. Red brick. A front path that needed attention. Two windows on the first floorwith the right light in them, the quality of the November light coming through thewindows at the angle that told her the light on the south side of this building was theright light at this time of day.She took out her phone.She looked up the listing.She stood on the pavement in November looking at the listing on her phone and she feltthe quality she had been waiting
Staying with him CHAPTER 153- Looking For A House
They went on Saturday mornings.This was the arrangement they arrived at after the first Saturday of looking, which hadbegun without an arrangement and had produced two viewings that they had scheduledindependently of each other and which had, logistically, produced the experience of twopeople who had not coordinated the managing of the baby and the looking, which wasnot difficult but was inefficient.She had come home from the second viewing on the first Saturday to find him in thegarden — not their garden, there was no their garden yet, she had come home to the flatand he was in the kitchen — with the baby and the quality of a man who had worked outan arrangement.Saturday mornings, he said. Both of us. Baby with Diana.Diana had not been consulted but Diana would be consulted and Diana would say goodand the Saturday mornings would proceed.So: Saturday mornings, both of them, beginning in October and proceeding through theautumn with the specific focus of two people who kn
Staying with him CHAPTER 152- The Decision
The decision arrived properly on a Sunday morning in September, which was differentfrom the conversation they had had on a Sunday morning in July, different in the waythat a conversation about wanting a thing was different from a decision to go and getthe thing.The July conversation had been the wanting.This was the getting.She knew the difference by the quality of what she felt. In July she had felt the gladnessof the conversation and the rightness of the wanting and the specific warmth of twopeople sitting across a kitchen table finding that they wanted the same thing. InSeptember she felt something more specific, the focused quality of a person who hasbeen thinking about something for two months and has thought it through far enough toknow exactly what she wants to do next.She said it over coffee.I want to start looking in October, she said.He was reading something and he looked up.October, he said.October is when we start, she said. She picked up her cup. I have be
Staying with him CHAPTER 151- What The Flat Holds
She went through it on a Thursday evening in August, the flat, room by room, not in thegoing-through-things way of someone preparing to leave but in the attending-to way,the specific quality of attention she had been developing for five years brought to bearon the space that had held the five years.He was at the academy. The baby was asleep. She had two hours.She started in the hallway.The hallway was narrow, which it had always been, and had the specific accumulatedquality of a hallway that two people had been moving through daily for five years, thecoats and the keys and the bowl and the quality of the light at different times of day. Shehad put up the curtain rail in the hallway in the first week, the rail that had nothing to dowith curtains and everything to do with deciding this space was going to hold her things.The curtain rail was still there. It had held various things across the years — his coat onthe hook beside hers, a bag she was not using but not ready to mov
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 1: The Neighbor from Hell
Olivia had a system.Not in an obsessive way — or at least that’s what she told herself. It was just that life ran smoother when things were predictable. Coffee at seven, two cups, no sugar. Breakfast with something quiet playing in the background — Sade, maybe, or just the sound of the city waking
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
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