Due to hunger pangs I’d been forced to have a few biscuits, so a couple of the spokes on the wheel were missing now.
Too bad. Raymond was holding a cardboard box with handles in one hand, and a huge, bulging plastic bag in the other.
He seemed very out of breath, placed both items gently on my hall carpet without being asked,
and started to take off his jacket, still puffing and blowing like a beached porpoise.
Smoking kills. He passed me his jacket and I looked at it for a moment before realizing I was supposed to hang it up.
I didn’t have anywhere suitable, so I folded it into a square as best I could and then put it on the floor in the corner of the hall.
He didn’t look very pleased, although I had no idea why. It wasn’t an expensive-looking jacket.
I showed him into the living room and offered him tea. He seemed quite excitable.
“Later, maybe. I’ve got to tell you about the surprise first, Eleanor,” he said.
I sat down. “Go ahead,” I said, bracing myself. My experience of surprises is limited and not particularly positive.
He fetched the cardboard box from the hall and placed it on the floor.
“Now,” he said, “you don’t have to do this. My mum will be more than happy to oblige. I just thought... well...”
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