Without looking at me, he put out his hand and touched my arm, patted it very tentatively,
as one would a horse or a dog (if one were frightened of horses or dogs).
He shook his head gently, for a long time, but seemed unable to articulate a response. No matter; I didn’t require one.
The whole thing was ancient history now. I was happy being alone. Eleanor Oliphant, sole survivor—that’s me.
“I’m going to go home now, Raymond,” I said, standing up quickly. “I’m going to get a taxi.”
“Good idea,” he said, finishing his drink. He took out his phone.
But you’re not going to wander the streets on your own and try to hail one, not at this time of night.
I’ll call you one—look, I’ve got an app!He showed me his phone, beaming.
“What am I supposed to be looking at?” I said, peering at the screen. He ignored me and checked the message.
“It’ll be here in five minutes,” he said. He waited with me in the hall until the cab arrived, then walked me to the vehicle and held the door open for me.
I saw him peering in at the driver, a middle-aged woman who looked tired and bored, as I climbed into the backseat.
“Are you coming too?” I said, wondering why he was hesitating on the curb.
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