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9

 

That night, Helen did her weekly shop. Brian stayed in a bed and breakfast while he looked for a bedsit and David called at the local late-night store where he picked up some supper before returning to the relative disarray of his apartment.

 

Later, Helen spent the evening alternately reading and wondering where Brian was. David was too engrossed in the thoughts of how uncannily the universe within ‘his’ bubble resembled the real universe to think much about either Helen or Brian.

 

Had David considered, even for a moment, that Brian might be in a bed and breakfast establishment he would have offered him a bed and a place to stay? But then David wouldn’t have been David if he thought about things like that.

 

Instead David was thinking about bubbles.

 

Bubbles blown from a child’s bubble bottle are produced ‘en-mass’ when a hoop of soapy liquid is first formed as a diaphragm, which is blown gently.

 

Bubble after bubble is formed each moving away from the source.

 

Some rise, some burst, some sink slowly and some fall to the ground.

 

Some children’s entertainers and illusionists can blow bubbles within bubbles and some even produce bubbles with small amounts of light material inside them.

 

Bubbles occasionally merge or join together. None of them last very long.

 

David determined that he would obtain a bottle of ‘bubbles’ for his next lunch time session.

 

He rummaged around for his list.