So you're waiting for some news. It's likely to be bad news, but the slim possibility of it being good news won't quite let itself be ignored. Hitchcock decides to make a movie about the waiting period. Henry James writes a book about it. A life-time of television soaps waxes and wanes, filled with incident but lacking the all important resolution.
The phone rings. The news is not good, exactly, but it could be worse.
Tears.
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2 comments:
[offers virtual hankie]
It's ok, it's clean.
Ta. I'll wash and iron it before I give it back.
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