Negative Equity by Lionel Shriver
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which one way ahead of him, Rosalynn sifted through the possibilities in the credit crunch. A news reader thumb now that made the misery of 1,000,000 sound like a chocolate bar. Graham's cosy City Centre Bistro sale of the had already let one waitress go of the remaining 31 was a cow, the other over 60. How hard was it? It doesn't matter which one. We haven't done anything. We haven't had an affair. He insisted that he didn't want to leave his wife, four Shantel, a willowy, athletic blond a decade his junior, whom he persistently refused to name but for even his eyes. The stray. He said his passion for Rosalind must have waned. Whether she believed him. That there'd be no quickies in the pantry was of no importance. He wanted a divorce, and it really didn't matter. Oven ex husband was a liar. Rosalind would enjoy plenty of leisure to contemplate the nature of the worm in their marriage to indulge Graham's dream of starting sailor V. Five years earlier, she been game for moving to Sheffield closer to Graham's family with an eye to having their own, though in current economic circumstances, they put off pregnancy. Yet another year she's got on better with his parents and with hers on one could be a dental hygiene is just about anywhere stew to miss the sense of possibility in London, on particular friends. Perhaps you've been a little depressed. She didn't feel depressed, but depression appeared to concern less what you did feel than what you didn't yet. Never mind the autopsy. They've taken out a massive home equity loan. When the restaurant's clean tell first began to flag, and it seemed to make sense. The lone might see them through the downturn, and the house had appreciated a staggering 50%. But now that the property market had sagged as well, they owed more on the house than it was worth. If they sold now, they'd be saddled with debt that would snuffle of both their heels for years. Like a scabby stray, Graham may have been suffering from workplace lechery or worse, but for the time being, like it or not, they were stuck with each other for the proceeding Fortnight, Rosalind and Graham experience a curious flowering of their relationship. They both sent something amiss and getting it out in the open shed the toxic buildup of the unsaid as housemates rather than spouses, too. They were much more courteous, remembering to say, Please, could you pick up some milk? Thank you for doing my laundry. Ahs well or sorry. When they bumped into each other in the hall, Rosalyn took unusually careful phone messages. Printing neatly is ever pricked for a voice that sounded blonde. As they fix their separate breakfast, Graham offered to boil an extra egg. She actually listened to him when he described that night specials, even suggesting that the celeriac mash might benefit from a dash of horseradish. He actually listened to her when she describes scraping the tartar off a patient's lower right Moeller the day before and having the tooth come out horrifyingly in her hand, sticking to his storey that he had done nothing to be ashamed off. Graham insisted firmly that letting Roslyn stay in the master bedroom on moving his own things down the hall was driven by chivalry, not guilt. You know, the new politeness was shocking, since it emphasised the contrast ing obliviousness and even rudeness into which the two had hid. The two slipped Rosen and knew she shouldn't allow herself to misinterpret the transformation. But the fresh descent of kindness and consideration couldn't help but get her hopes up a bit meantime, while breathing through her mouth at the surgery to keep from recoiling from cases of chronic halitosis, naturally, she pondered what a gone wrong. The difficulties with Sailor V hadn't helped after only one exhausting year. Graham, who confess ruefully that if you really love to cook, the last thing you should ever do is open a restaurant. She admired his candle, though he was not a quitter.