Concubine 3 - The Girl from Junchow by Kate Furnivall

Author:Kate Furnivall [Furnivall, Kate]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2021-06-08T14:00:00+00:00

Thirty-five

LYDIA STOOD ON THE STEPS OF THE CATHEDRAL of Christ the Redeemer in the thin sunshine. The Moskva River slid past, boats bobbing on the molten silver of its surface, and she’d counted twenty-two of them in the hour she’d been waiting.

“Alexei,” she murmured, “I can’t wait any longer.”

She’d really believed it today. That he would come. When she said to Liev, “My brother will be there,” for once she hadn’t been annoyed by his big laugh because now she knew for certain that Alexei had received the letter she’d left in Felanka and that he wanted to see her again. It had lifted a dead weight that lay in her stomach as solid and cold as the tomb-stones in the cathedral’s crypt. She was alone on its wide steps. No one loitering in the street or slowing their pace as they walked along the sidewalk. Everyone seemed to be going about their own business as normal: an elderly man with a fat dog in tow, a young woman with a net bag and a child hanging off each hand. Lydia studied the street intently. It was hard to shake the chill of being observed.

After twenty minutes she had convinced herself that no one was watching her, but even so she intended to take a circuitous route across Moscow. First in one of the horse-drawn carriages, an izvozchik with the horse still wearing its summertime hat, its ears peeking up through the plaited straw like curious weasels, then a tram, an intricate weaving through shops, in and out of side doors, another tram, another shop, a final quick desperate dash on foot. Then the park. She had it all planned.

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