Monday, 26 September 2011

Gentle Lives by Andrew Verster

A short story for you.

GENTLE LIVES
Mrs. Neilson-Coppen had regular habits. And the best Hydrangeas in town.  As a teacher she’d seduced armies of girls into passions for Titian and the better Italians, made them wary of the Moderns, the Cubists and people who did strange things to the face.
The Oxford Book of English Verse, Phidias and Myron, the Sistine Ceiling and David, family values, a Volkwagen Golf and Mr. Neilson-Coppen were her spine and her anchor.
At four they drank three small cups of green Ginseng tea, four glasses of tepid water and the juice of two limes.
“Time for the Hydraneas, Arthur,” she said as the light faded.
Back inside, they settled to double Dubonnets and pretzels.
She knitted. He read.  The dog was walked.
They locked the house at ten.

Andrew Verster 125 Essenwood Road Durban 4001 031 2019131  072 5297927

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