Posted by: Epicurean on: September 27, 2010
Former lovers feel the heat …
The Heart of the Matter by Graham Greene
They kissed as formally now when they met as a brother and sister. When the damage was done adultery became as unimportant as friendship. The flame had licked them and gone on across the clearing: it had left nothing standing except a sense of responsibility and a sense of loneliness. Only if you trod barefooted did you notice the heat in the grass.
Scobie said: “I’ve interrupted your lunch.”
“Oh no. I’ve about finished. Have some fruit salad.”
