Not What It Seems
‘What’s that window doing there?’ I asked. ‘It’s not really a window,’ the brickie told me. ‘It’s more of a vent.’ I said nothing. ‘So they can get some fresh air in this bathroom,’ he clarified. ‘It’ll be frosted.’ ‘A frosted glass vent that opens and shuts is commonly called a window,’ I said in a pleasant enough voice that nonetheless contained the suggestion that he might like to go get the foreman, Paul. ‘I’ll go get Paul,’ he said. Paul the foreman, to whom I am a frequ