I mean, isn't there a neighbor or someone in the family-" "I've brought some packets of food, enough to last, I shouldthink. Cooper, and his expression was desperate. The woman was looking at her son without seeming to understand, and Mrs. She just needs someone to be kind to her, and I think youcould do that quite easily, probably." She's just kind of confused and muddled, and she gets a bitworried. "It's too difficult to look after her athome just now. "My mother needs somewhere to stay for a few days," he said. "What is it, William?" the old lady said. Parry's clothessmelled slightly musty, as if they'd been too long in the washing machine before drying and how similarthe two of them looked as they sat on the sofa with the evening sun full on their faces, their broadcheekbones, their wide eyes, their straight black brows. Cooper saw how tightly Mrs.Parry was clinging to her son's hand, and how tenderly he guided her into the sitting room where thepiano was (of course, that was the only room he knew) and she noticed that Mrs. Will looked up and down the road before closing the door, and Mrs. "Well." she said, and stepped aside to make room in the narrow hall. Parry,Will's mother, had put makeup on one eye but not on the other. Cooper looked at the woman with the untidy hair and the distracted half-smile, and at the boy withthe fierce, unhappy glare in his eyes, the tight-set lips, the jutting jaw. "I want to come in, please, and bring my mother," he said firmly. "Who's that? Is that William?" the old lady said.
The door opened, and there was the stooped elderly figure of the piano teacher, with the scent oflavender water about her as he remembered. It might have bothered him at twelve years of age to be seen holding his mother's hand, buthe knew what would happen to her if he didn't. He had to put down the bag to do it, because his other hand still heldhis mother's. "Look, we're nearly there."īut he was already ringing the bell. It was dangerous to wait, but all he could do was persuade her, as usual. People would behaving their meal about now, and soon there would be other children around, to stare and comment andnotice. Light, along the little terrace of houses, each behind its tiny garden and its box hedge, with the sun glaringoff the windows of one side and leaving the other in shadow.
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