
He says nothing, merely hanging his head while Lorraine leaves the room. I just have to pop up and take a load out of the dryer, says Lorraine. He puts his hands in his pockets and suppresses an irritable sigh, but suppresses it with an audible intake of breath, so that it still sounds like a sigh. I didn't realize we were in a rush, she says.

Lorraine pauses in the untying of her apron. To Connell this seems like something she could accomplish in the car. Lorraine folds the rubber gloves up neatly and replaces them below the sink. Marianne was telling me you got your mock results today, Lorraine says. Marianne hops onto the countertop and picks up an open jar of chocolate spread, in which she has left a teaspoon.
Down a few steps in the kitchen, his mother Lorraine is peeling off a pair of rubber gloves.

He follows her, closing the door behind him. She's still wearing her school uniform, but she's taken off the sweater, so it's just the blouse and skirt, and she has no shoes on, only tights. Marianne answers the door when Connell rings the bell.
