"Well, that isn't going to be a problem any more. He's—" And he stopped, realising that this was the first time he'd said it to anyone. "He says it's finished. We're finished."
"What?" And he saw it briefly in her eyes—her first, automatic reaction. Relief. "When?"
"A couple of weeks ago. Exactly fourteen days, in fact. If you give me a moment to work it out I can humiliate myself for you and do it in hours, minutes and seconds."
He hadn't meant to sound so bitter, but Dilly ignored his tone. She moved over to the seat beside him. "What happened?"
"There was an extremely unpleasant scene, the details of which I have no wish to go into, and he walked out."
© First Against the Wall by Manna Francis
Внезапно у меня приступ около-рабочей паники. Все в общем хорошо, но как-то неустойчиво, так что паника-паника. Зато убедилась, что все меня любят и ценят.
Манна прекрасно работает в качестве "in case of emergency" средства. С этой цитаты из First Against the Wall меня каждый раз так вставляет. После нее я была безнадежно испорчена для всякой ангстовой мишуры.