"David Garnett - Still Life" - читать интересную книгу автора (Garnett David)

last week. He passed away peacefully in his sleep, of natural causes. I
have no idea why you and my uncle separated after so many years
together, and he would never say. Some time previously, Robert asked
me to write to you upon his death and say that he was sorry and that he
understood тАФ he said you would know what he meant. He could not
write himself as he had become blind during the last years of his life.
Finally, I would just like to add how much pleasure your work has
given me and say how much I and so many others regretted your
decision to give up painting.
I hope you are in good health. Best wishes.
Juliet Merchant.




Corinne folded the letter, then tore it into pieces before giving it back to
Kurt. Kurt handed her one of the two tall glasses he had filled. As she
raised it to her lips, Corinne studied him from the corner of her eye,
noticing the fold of spare flesh around his waist and the way his hair was
starting to recede at the temples.
She sipped her drink, gazing across the smooth beach to the tanned,
lithe figure of a young man walking in their direction. He had been
swimming, and his nude body sparkled with drops of water. His hair was
blond and his limbs and torso finely muscled.
As he passed Corinne, his eye appraised her own slim, naked body. He
smiled at her, slowing his pace and Corinne returned the smile.