双语故事:深情凝眸（Staring Me In The Face）(5)

　　That's how it started. He asked me a question, nodded when I spoke and then asked another. I was off, talking about reading, books and all that stuff I love.

　　Days later Malcolm passed our table with his tray and spontaneously I said a seat was free. Mark stared at me and I felt a rush of heat to my cheeks.

　　After that, Malcolm often sat with us and he and I discussed a lot of things. We spoke a little about ourselves too. I told him how Mom had brought me up on her own at the start of the Hippie Era. He said he had married during that time but divorced a few

　　years later. Mark asked me how come Malcolm and I always had so much to talk about.

　　"He's easy to talk to. And he reads a lot."

　　"You two got so much to say, I don't get a chance to open my mouth all lunch-time."

　　"You do. You shove food in."

　　One lunchtime Malcom asked me if I'd like to go to a reading with him.

　　"Um. Don't know."

　　"Amelia Turner. Shortlisted for the Booker Prize last year."

　　I wanted very much to go. But although I no longer thought Malcolm quite so weird, I wasn't sure if I wanted to go out in his company.

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