Trafika Europe 9/10 - UK in Europe

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Lolly lingered until the rest of the class drifted away, before setting off together – him almost a giant, made even larger by his huge rucksack. She, at least a head and a half shorter, had to run every few paces to keep up with him. They didn’t talk. There was no conversational opening which wouldn’t have been painful for either; he didn’t want to talk about his father, she was ashamed of owning a big Georgian house set in an acre of land, he did consistently well at college, she was scraping along most of the time. Everybody at college liked him, though he seemed to make no effort to be liked, while she tried desperately to charm and ingratiate herself, but got nowhere.

The Lolly/Lawrence thing was interesting, she thought as they turned into her street, he hated being called Lolly but said nothing. The man they all liked, Lolly, Big Loll, Lolls who was tall and a tad overweight, but handsome and affable, was their own invention. The jolly giant, he was safe, good at walking home girls too drunk to look after themselves. In a similar fashion they must have created a version of her that bore little resemblance to reality. This person was spiky and mean, jealous of the other girls. MaybeassheandLawrence got to know one another better they would have a conversation about this, and then understanding everything about her, he

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