A NEED GREATER
Coming in the top entrance he was standing outside his front door shopping bags on the floor around him. She was next to him.
‘They’ve taken my front door mat again,’ he said after we’d said ‘hello’ to each other.
‘How many times is that?’ I said.
- she went back out, to get more shopping, I imagined (literally) –
‘Ten,’ he said, putting a key in the lock.
‘That’s a drag,’ I said.
I got in the lift had arrived and as the door closed laughed to be friendly – a nervous laugh, felt a little creepy, demanding even - when he said, ‘They probably need it more than me.’
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