The Dinosaur Feather*

What am I going to do, I think.  Am allergic to feathers and it is possible, even probable, that Seb has feather bedding.  All day I worry about this.

“Well then you must take your own bedding in a wheely suitcase,” a friend says.  And would, if was going there and back in car.  But have to get home on train and will have a large bag anyway.  Can’t carry bedding as well.

“Pillows cost about five pounds,” MadFatRunner says.  “I don’t want you to ruin your time with Seb worrying about this.”

Stress about it during the day.  Don’t want to annoy Seb by mentioning it.  Arrive home. Begin cooking omelette.  Send message.

“I need to ask you something,” I say.

Seb calls.

“Hi darling,” I say.  “You didn’t need to call: I meant in a message…”

“What is it?” He says.  “Spit it out.”

“It’s really silly but…do you have feather bedding?” I say: anxious about bothering him.

“If I do, is that a bad thing?” He says.

“Well, um, am allergic to feathers,” I say.

“Let’s have a look, I’m looking inside my duvet now…a hundred percent polyester,” he says.

“Phew,” I say.  “And the pillows?”

“Hang on,” he says.  “I’m just looking for the label…here we go.  Synthetic it says.”

“Great,” I say.  “Thank you.  I’ve been worrying about it all day.”

“How are you, lovely?” He says.  “How was work?”  

It’s so good to hear his voice.  “Oh, a bit stressful,” I say.  “How was your Monday?”

“Fine. I’ve got a lot of work to do still but I’ll get it done,” he says.  “What are you doing now?”

“Just making supper and then I’m going to watch my television,” I say.

“Sounds good,” he says.  “I look forward to doing that.  Looking forward to the weekend.”

“Me too,” I say.  Now that am not going to sneeze to death in the night can start to look forward to the weekend…

*2013.  S.J. Gazan.  Danish Crime novel.


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