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She wanted a wedding dress, a white one, because she’d

always dreamed of getting married in a white dress with a

train. He gave it some thought. No problem, she’d have

one, he’d buy it for her. He’d go into town and buy it. She

didn’t have to go with him. He’d get her the most beautiful

one, the most expensive one. If she went with him someone

might twig. She shouldn’t worry, it would be the right size.

It’d fit her like a glove. How tall was she exactly? That’s

what he thought. And her hips and waist, and here? That’s

what he thought. So why did she need to go? What if

someone saw them together in the store, and her trying on

a wedding dress, then there’d be problems. It wasn’t their

fault they were living in such times. He wished they’d met

in a different age. But she herself could see it was best if he

went alone. White shoes? He’d buy her white shoes. What

size was she? That’s what he thought. Just in case, she

should draw the outline of her foot on a sheet of paper.

That way he’d be more confident. Especially since with

shoes it can happen that even though they’re the right size,

they turn out to be too tight or too loose. Would she also

like white gloves? He could get her some white gloves while

he was about it. What else would she like?

How do I know all this? You’ve never worked on a building

site? Then you don’t know much about life. On a building

site everyone knows everything. You don’t even need to

eavesdrop. You don’t need to see, you don’t need to guess.

You could say that what happens, what’s said, what

someone feels, what they think about, that first off