Get Ready for IELTS Writing

Then we'll go upstairs and get ready to seethe fireworks. And oh yes, don't you have some sort of phone call to make? Come, dear, gulp it down. I just flavored it a little for you, that's all. Doesn't it taste good?" Chapter 13 Some sort of phone call. It seemed so irrelevant. Not until we checked the weather and went upstairs to change clothing did it regain even a modicum of its former significance. By then the diapason of my tumultuous organs had quieted enough to let an echo of reason be heard. Oh yes, I had a phone call to make. And a book to write. Much to do. Much. So that I might keep my love. At the moment, though, my love was concerned with a more immediate, albeit less important issue: she stood at the closet trying to decide what to wear. I listened with half an car while I held the receiver and waited for the telephone operator to get lucky. Kristi sounded far more interesting. What to wear to the fireworks display? Such a problem! The downpour had ended, but everything outdoors reeked of dampness-and another shower might be in the offing ...»