Welcome to A Choice of Three,a short story written and read by Alex Turner
(P1)
In the tunnel, I noticed I had a choice of three.
(P2)
While I thought it very kind of them to offer me this, I do wonder if they realize what a dilemma they were sending to face me.
The trouble was if i looked at your reflection in the left window I missedthe actual image of you and your reflection in the right.
And if I looked at the right I had the same problem but the other way around.
(P3)
At first I thought I should probably settle on one of the mirrors as they were soon to disappear, but that idea quickly wilted and my attention was drawn back to the center, occasionally checking on either side.
I must say I did question the authenticity of your nap a few minutes before.
(P4)
As the train left Lough borough I suspected it could have been a device to avoid conversation.
I'd barely considered this for a moment, however, when a heavy breath and a gulping sound that I decided would be too embarrassing to fake led me to conclude that your nap wasn't fraudulent.
I found it difficult to concentrate on anything else as you slumped beneath your coat.
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Welcome to A Choice of Three,a short story written and read by Alex Turner
(P1)
In the tunnel, I noticed I had a choice of three.
(P2)
While I thought it very kind of them to offer me this, I do wonder if they realize what a dilemma they were sending to face me.
The trouble was if i looked at your reflection in the left window I missedthe actual image of you and your reflection in the right.
And if I looked at the right I had the same problem but the other way around.
(P3)
At first I thought I should probably settle on one of the mirrors as they were soon to disappear, but that idea quickly wilted and my attention was drawn back to the center, occasionally checking on either side.
I must say I did question the authenticity of your nap a few minutes before.
(P4)
As the train left Lough borough I suspected it could have been a device to avoid conversation.
I'd barely considered this for a moment, however, when a heavy breath and a gulping sound that I decided would be too embarrassing to fake led me to conclude that your nap wasn't fraudulent.
I found it difficult to concentrate on anything else as you slumped beneath your coat.
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