My Policeman
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The time: seven-thirty in the evening.
I am standing at my window, waiting for him. Inside, the flat is tidied to within an inch of its life. Outside, the dark sea lies still.
DUM-de, goes my heart.
I have opened the drinks cabinet, displayed the latest copy of Art and Artists on the coffee table, made sure the bathroom is spotless. The daily, Mrs Gunn, is actually a weekly in my case, and I’m not sure she can see as well as she once did. I’ve dusted off my old easel and arranged it in the spare... room, together with a palette, a few tubes of paint, some knives and brushes stuffed in a jam jar. The room still looks far too neat to be a studio – the vacuumed carpet, the crisply made bed – but I’m presuming this will be the first artist’s space he’s seen, and he won’t have many expectations.
Haven’t put my photographs of Michael away, despite considering doing so. Thought about playing some music, but decided that would be too much.
It’s just this evening turned quite chilly, so the heating’s on and I’m in my shirt sleeves.
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
The time: seven-thirty in the evening.
I am standing at my window, waiting for him. Inside, the flat is tidied to within an inch of its life. Outside, the dark sea lies still.
DUM-de, goes my heart.
I have opened the drinks cabinet, displayed the latest copy of Art and Artists on the coffee table, made sure the bathroom is spotless. The daily, Mrs Gunn, is actually a weekly in my case, and I’m not sure she can see as well as she once did. I’ve dusted off my old easel and arranged it in the spare... room, together with a palette, a few tubes of paint, some knives and brushes stuffed in a jam jar. The room still looks far too neat to be a studio – the vacuumed carpet, the crisply made bed – but I’m presuming this will be the first artist’s space he’s seen, and he won’t have many expectations.
Haven’t put my photographs of Michael away, despite considering doing so. Thought about playing some music, but decided that would be too much.
It’s just this evening turned quite chilly, so the heating’s on and I’m in my shirt sleeves.
What to read after My Policeman?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by Bethan Roberts to read onlineMoreLess
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