I got up and lit a fag. She was engrossed.
'What are you reading?'
'Just a book.'
I took a long drag.
'What's it about?'
'How to conquer anxiety'
'Why?'
'Because I hate spiders'
I nodded. She did have a thing about spiders. I always thought that strange for a microbiologist.
'What about people?'
'I hate them too,' she said.
'Is there a book for that?'
'No, you just have to ignore them.'
'And what if you can't?'
'That's easy,' she said, 'you invent a deadly virus.'
'What are you reading?'
'Just a book.'
I took a long drag.
'What's it about?'
'How to conquer anxiety'
'Why?'
'Because I hate spiders'
I nodded. She did have a thing about spiders. I always thought that strange for a microbiologist.
'What about people?'
'I hate them too,' she said.
'Is there a book for that?'
'No, you just have to ignore them.'
'And what if you can't?'
'That's easy,' she said, 'you invent a deadly virus.'
