PHOTO PROMPT © Ronda Del Boccio
As Fi left the living room, Callie removed one earbud. She rested a pink DayGlo marker pen on the textbook that was open on her lap. ‘You didn’t read a word the whole time she was in here.’
‘What?’ I returned to staring at The God Of Small Things, ignoring her slight smile.
‘Uplift,’ she said.
‘You going to give me a physics lecture now?’
‘Uplift is how my mum describes the feeling of meeting my Dad.’ She put her earbud back in place and picked up the marker. ‘And it’s not physics, you pillock – it’s chemistry.’
I admit, I struggled over this one. So I followed the lead of our gracious host and attacked the subject tangentially.
The God of Small Things is a novel by Arundhati Roy that I haven’t read in years but remember it being amazing. It won the Booker Prize in 1997.