Well before eight, Mary must have been up and away, or so Alice concluded, glancing into the room on her way downstairs. She had made the bed, too, and flung the window open at the bottom before leaving. Both good signs, though the latter was admitting so icy a blast of damp January air that Alice could not refrain from closing it. A pity: Mary’s flinging of it open on to the wild, windy outdoors, after all these weeks of cowering away from everything, seemed to indicate a wonderful lifting of the spirit, a revival of confidence and hope. Of course, this had been almost bound to happen, sooner or later. The living mind, just like the living body, is resilient beyond the wit of man to comprehend. Just as an injured body will instantly set about mobilising all the appropriate mechanisms of repair and healing, so also will the mind. Nor do these processes of repair demand any particular co-operation on the part of the sufferer. Without encouragement of any sort, a burned area of skin will form for itself a blister, beneath the shelter of which new skin can regenerate.
What do You think about Listening In The Dusk (2014)?
