دانلود رمان انگلیسی “روزهای بین”

The only thing Andrew had found to love about his new house sat outside the front door: the deserted stretch of beach that was his to run alone each morning before the world woke. That day, as a sorbet glow parted the sea and the sky, Andrew’s footfalls found their rhythm beside the breaking waves while his heart hammered in his rib cage, and he licked the sea spray from his lips. He fought the urge to glance at his watch; the distraction would cost him precious seconds, and he could feel it in the blood pumping through his body; today was the day he’d finally clock an eight-minute mile. Only four hours before he was slated to give Larry a final answer regarding the promotion. When his boss had announced his retirement, Andrew had been certain his decade-and-a-half of busting his ass for his firm meant he was due to step into Larry’s shoes. The interview had been a mere formality, and the subsequent job offer and breathtaking compensation package commended his years of sacrifice, but Andrew had avoided his acceptance—or his rejection—for as long as he could. He had awakened at the witching hour, countless versions of the conversation spiraling in his mind until his alarm had crowed and he went through the motions of beginning a new day, rolling from bed, lacing his sneakers, then swallowing two tablets from the orange bottles beside the sink.