In A Dark Dark Wood by Ruth Ware
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EnglishVoice Age
Middle Aged (35-54)Accents
British (England - Cockney, Estuary, East End) British (General) British (Received Pronunciation - RP, BBC)Transcript
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It's maybe half an hour later, when there comes another brisk and knock at the door and a nurse bustles in. At first I think it's supper on my stomach, growls and turns. But then I realised there's no smell of industrial catering floating through the door. We've got a young man to see you, she says. Without preamble. Name of Matt Ritter says he'd like to come and visit you. If you're up to it, I blink. I've never heard of him. Is he a policeman? Otto, No, pet is no in a uniform for a minute. I think about sending her back out there to find out more. But she's tapping her foot, plainly impatient and busy, and I realised it would be easier just to see him and get it over with. Send him in. I say at last. It can only have an hour, she warns. Visiting hours end it for That's okay. Good. That will provide an excuse to get rid of him. If he proves awkward. I sit up gathering Nina's cardi around myself on breaking my hair off my face. I look like a car crash, so I didn't really know why I'm bothering, But it feels important to my self respect that I at least make a token effort. I hear steps in the corridor and there's a hesitant, diffident knock. Come in, I say, and a man walks into the room. He's about my age. Maybe a few years older on dressed in jeans and a faded T shirt. His jacket is slung over his arm, and he looks hot and uncomfortable in the hospital tropical atmosphere. He's got a scrubby, Hoxton style beard and his hair is cropped close to his skull. Not a buzz cut, but something like a Roman soldier. Short girls flat against his head. But the thing that I really notice is that he's been crying.