The Toynbee Convector
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The tapping used to happen once a week, but in the past few weeks it came every other day. I shut my eyes, said a prayer, and opened the door. Bill Westerleigh was there, looking at me, tears streaming down his cheeks. “Is this my house or yours?” he said. It was an old joke now. Several times a year he wandered off, an eighty-nine-year-old man, to get lost within a few blocks. He had quit driving years ago because he had wound up thirty miles out of Los Angeles instead of at the center where we... were. His best journey nowadays was from next door, where he lived with his wondrously warm and understanding wife, to here, where he tapped, entered, and wept. “Is this your house or mine?” he said, reversing the order. “Mi casa es su casa.” I quoted the old Spanish saying. “And thank God for that!” I led the way to the sherry bottle and glasses in the parlor and poured two glasses while Bill settled in an easy chair across from me. He wiped his eyes and blew his nose on a handkerchief which he then folded neatly and put back in his breast pocket.
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
The tapping used to happen once a week, but in the past few weeks it came every other day. I shut my eyes, said a prayer, and opened the door. Bill Westerleigh was there, looking at me, tears streaming down his cheeks. “Is this my house or yours?” he said. It was an old joke now. Several times a year he wandered off, an eighty-nine-year-old man, to get lost within a few blocks. He had quit driving years ago because he had wound up thirty miles out of Los Angeles instead of at the center where we... were. His best journey nowadays was from next door, where he lived with his wondrously warm and understanding wife, to here, where he tapped, entered, and wept. “Is this your house or mine?” he said, reversing the order. “Mi casa es su casa.” I quoted the old Spanish saying. “And thank God for that!” I led the way to the sherry bottle and glasses in the parlor and poured two glasses while Bill settled in an easy chair across from me. He wiped his eyes and blew his nose on a handkerchief which he then folded neatly and put back in his breast pocket.
What to read after The Toynbee Convector?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by Ray Bradbury to read onlineMoreLess
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