Tuesday 26 April 2011

...of suspicion

No wind, not a sound, nothing; far away in the distance rumbled a train. There in that garden the silence was tense and still, and Bunny knew she was not alone. Someone was standing in the darkness, just as she was, motionless. Did he breathe? No, not a breath. And yet there was someone there.

[Little Man What Now?, Fallada, H.]

- submitted by Pearce, M. A.

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