Human Croquet
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I’m in my own bed. In my own room. In Arden. Gone are the snows (of yesterday), the trees, the deer, the car, the dead Malcolm Lovat. I’m wearing my nightdress and my body shows no sign of having been in a car-crash, although my brain is a wreck.
My pink party dress is hanging on the outside of the wardrobe looking remarkably unsullied after everything it’s been through. It even looks stiff, as if it still has its petticoat attached underneath. The view from my window indicates quite different w...eather from yesterday – a mizzling, drizzling rain instead of a sharp frost. Did I dream yesterday? Was it just some dreadful, vivid nightmare?Out of the corner of my eye I catch a glimpse of something on my bedside table – the gift-wrapped box of Bronnley soaps. I sit up and release them from their wrapping-paper. From somewhere down below I can hear the sound of the radio playing carols and the baby crying. Thoughtfully I hold one of the soap lemons in my hand where it sits heavily like a sour little moon.
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
I’m in my own bed. In my own room. In Arden. Gone are the snows (of yesterday), the trees, the deer, the car, the dead Malcolm Lovat. I’m wearing my nightdress and my body shows no sign of having been in a car-crash, although my brain is a wreck.
My pink party dress is hanging on the outside of the wardrobe looking remarkably unsullied after everything it’s been through. It even looks stiff, as if it still has its petticoat attached underneath. The view from my window indicates quite different w...eather from yesterday – a mizzling, drizzling rain instead of a sharp frost. Did I dream yesterday? Was it just some dreadful, vivid nightmare?Out of the corner of my eye I catch a glimpse of something on my bedside table – the gift-wrapped box of Bronnley soaps. I sit up and release them from their wrapping-paper. From somewhere down below I can hear the sound of the radio playing carols and the baby crying. Thoughtfully I hold one of the soap lemons in my hand where it sits heavily like a sour little moon.
What to read after Human Croquet?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by Kate Atkinson to read onlineMoreLess
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