It had been boring hanging about the hotel all afternoon. The road crew were playing a game with dollar notes. Folding them into small planes to see whose would fly the furthest. Having nothing better to do, I joined in and won five, and then took the opportunity to escape with my profit. Despite the evil-looking clouds, I had to get out for a while.
I headed for a shop on the other side of the street. Unlike the others, it didn’t have a sign shouting its name and business, and instead of the usual impersonal modem lighting, there was an appealing glow inside. Strangely nothing was displayed in the window. Not put off by this, I went inside.
It took my breath away. I didn’t know where to look, where to start. On one wall there hung three hand-stitched American quilts that were in such wonderful condition they might have been newly-made. I came across tin toys and antique furnit
A. It made him feel self-conscious.
B. She seemed to know him well.
C. It made him want to look away.
D. She was happy to stare at him.
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