The Comfort of Strangers by Ian McEwan

Colin wheeled around on her, incredulous, exasperated. "That wasn't our first day," he said loudly. "Now you're completely confused It was seeing the queue that made us decide to go to the beach, and we didn't go there till the third day." Colin had stopped to say this, but Mary kept on walking. He caught… Continue reading The Comfort of Strangers by Ian McEwan