2 Works in Man and Boy - Rattigan
01 Dec 2018
“I’m not much for touring,” Faraday admits, finally. Not relishing at all having to navigate the crush and the racket and the smell of exhaust. But something else might do. The beginning of an idea occurs to him. “What would you do if—if I weren’t here?” He grimaces at his own phrasing, the reminder. “Rather, if it were an ordinary day, just to yourself, what would you do?” He doesn’t have many leisure days of his own, and, from what he’s observed of Basil’s life, he doesn’t either. But perhaps if he sees more of it, he’ll be able to picture it back in Lidcote. And it might be, too, like it meant something, that he was here once.
It doesn’t mean a damn thing, he knows, but temporarily. Just for today. He could have that.
Faraday's last two days in New York.
- Part 2 of A Man Cannot Outrun Himself
02 Oct 2018
The man is still at the bar as Basil approaches. He sticks out even more in his brown suit, conspicuous among the bright colors, looking as apart, as mismatched to this place as anyone could, his expression flat, almost dour, eyes chilly, close-cropped hair rust-red in the watery light. He has a thin, solemn face and sallow features sharp enough to cut. A full mustache sits, meticulously sculpted, as though carved, on his upper lip. Something aggressive, insistent about that, asserting yes, this is my face, the face of a serious man, to be taken seriously.
The son of a disgraced businessman and an English country doctor meet in Greenwich Village in 1949.
- Part 1 of A Man Cannot Outrun Himself