"I'm not from here, no," he said, taking one last look as his image in the mirror. There, even if someone had seen him on the beach no one would mistake him for the doddering old fool that had been there. The elderly all looked the same to most people. Besides, he had to look nice for his guest.
"And I like to read. There's nothing quite like a good book. I'm rather fond of those new e-readers, hundreds upon hundreds of books at your fingertips in such a tiny space. Truly marvelous."
He can't remember the last time one of his victims asked him about himself. More evidence that she was special, that she was unique. Perhaps, just perhaps, she would be worth keeping around past this. Heaven knew his partner was not decent conversation.
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Date: 2014-06-19 10:20 pm (UTC)"And I like to read. There's nothing quite like a good book. I'm rather fond of those new e-readers, hundreds upon hundreds of books at your fingertips in such a tiny space. Truly marvelous."
He can't remember the last time one of his victims asked him about himself. More evidence that she was special, that she was unique. Perhaps, just perhaps, she would be worth keeping around past this. Heaven knew his partner was not decent conversation.
"What about you? What do you like to do?"