Стены под натиском снега покосились, ветром сорвало последние куски рубероида с к...�ыши, и теперь там между досками можно было просовывать ладонь. Две доски на крыше вообще оторвались и теперь тарабанили где-то там, на ветру, и поэтому в сарае было хоть как-то светло. Я осмотрелся по сторонам. Лодка всё также лежала у стены вверх дном, в соседнем углу огромной кучей лежал брезентовый тент и какие-то куски пленки, у входа на вешалке висели старые плащи, и бушлаты в которых в основном ходили ещё. I usually tied it in a long flowing ponytail that swished about as I moved my head. Because of their curlier locks, Marjorie and Pauline usually spent an extra half an hour before their mirrors each morning whilst I could experiment with make up. I think that Mummy Jones always favoured me slightly, almost as though she was allowing my to compensate for my confused sexual development. What ever it was, it usually meant that I was the one who could lead my friends in experimenting with. It was as bad as the first days after she'd caught them. She kept remembering the sight of him, so happy with that other woman. She thought of how they had once been so happy themselves, how they'd spend hours in bed, touching and kissing and talking. She couldn't get out of her mind how nice he felt when she ran a hand over him, the texture of his muscles and bones. How long ago had that been? What had caused the rift? Had she really pushed him away? She hadn't meant to. It was hours before. By happenchance, they met Rob and Bridey Crawshay, with their daughter Bernadette, at the port, and all arrived at Blanchards together, two days after Chloe and Armand.Gurney and Zinnia seemed to be as much in love as when first wed; Ruth and John had that comfortable relationship between each other that comes from a long and happy marriage. Rob and Bridey Crawshay could barely keep their hands from off each other, so I assumed their passion still blazed as fiercely as when they first.