Mother and daughter came looking for a flat, not in the ordinary way–asking about this and that, looking out of the windows to see what view they would have. They did not note the colour of the walls, but poked and felt everything, smoothed their fingers over surfaces, spaced…
A young lawyer and his mother lived in Lower West. They were big, heavy-footed people. Every night between twelve and two the lawyer son came home to the flat. First he slammed the gate, then took the steps at a noisy run, opened and shut the heavy front door with…
a flat housed a solitary bachelor, there was a curious desolation about it. The bachelor’s front door banged in the morning and again at night. All day long there was deadly stillness in that flat, that secret silence of “Occupied” emptiness, quite a different silence from “To Let”…
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