Luke Sumner Audiobook Demo
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Language
EnglishVoice Age
Young Adult (18-35)Accents
British (General) British (Received Pronunciation - RP, BBC)Transcript
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the scullery was a mine of all the minerals of living here. I discovered water, a very different element from the green crawling scum that stank in the garden tub. You could pump it in pure blue gulps out of the ground. You could swing on the pump handle and it came out sparkling like liquid sky, and it broke and ran and Sean on the tiled floor or quivered in a jug or waited your clothes with cold. You could drink it, draw with it, froth it with soap, swim beetles across it or fly it in bubbles in the air. You could put your head in it and open your eyes and see the sides of the bucket to buckle. And here your court breath, roar and work your mouth like a fish and smell the line from the ground substance of magic, which you could tear or where confine or scatter or send down holes, but never burn or break or destroy. The scullery was water where the old pump stood, and it had everything else that was related to water. Thick steam of Monday's edgy with starch, soapsuds boiling, bellying and popping, creaking and whispering rain bowed with light and winking with a million windows, bubble, bubble, toil and grumble, rinsing and slapping of sheets and shirts and panting Mother rowing her red arms like yours in steaming waves. Then the linen came up on a stake out of the pot, like pastry or woven suds or sheets of moulded snow.