Wednesday, April 23, 2014

Dead Rte chapter 124.02


“I think so.” He ventured further into the kitchen, checking every nook and cranny for the visitor. He relaxed when there was no sign of her. “I came downstairs after my shower to find her with Lucy.”

“Doing what?”

“Not making breakfast, mostly. Lucy was trying to get her to fix the toaster.”

“I didn't know there was anything wrong with it.”

“Dill took the fuse for one of his peripherals.” Harold held it up. “How did you get her to eat a yoghurt? She was adamant about toast five minutes ago.”

Jasfoup shrugged. “I wanted yoghurt, so she did too.”

Monday, April 21, 2014

Dead Rite chapter 174.01


Harold was surprised to find Jasfoup watching television, Lucy on his lap seemingly content to eat a yoghurt with her fingers. A cartoon show with humanoid cats flashed in primary colours across the screen. He had some action figures from this series, somewhere. Probably still boxed up in his mum's attic. There was no sign of the newcomer.

“Where is she?”

“Who?” Jasfoup twisted his head round like something out of The Exorcist. It gave Harold the willies.

“Amélie.” He took a step forward. “The djinn?”

“There's a djinn in the house?” Jasfoup frowned, craning his neck to take in the full kitchen. “Again?”

Saturday, April 19, 2014

Dead Rite chapter 173.12


“I'll be careful.” He was careful to conceal his triumphant grin. “I'll take it easy, I promise. Nothing strenuous and if there's any running involved I'll direct Peters to do it, all right?”

“I suppose so.” Beryl's pursed lips offered an opposing opinion. “No eating junk food, either. A bacon sandwich could block your arteries for good.”

“No greasy foods, check.”

“And no sugar, either. And skimmed milk in your tea. And no coffee.”

He crossed to the wardrobe to select a shirt. “Pshaw. When have you ever known me to drink coffee?”

“That's true enough.” Beryl stood, sighing as if the weight of the world was on her shoulders. “You'll want some breakfast before you go?”

It was less a statement than an order. He smiled. “That'd be lovely.”

Friday, April 18, 2014

Dead Rire chapter 173.11


Beryl shook her head. “Promise me you won't upset yourself or go haring around the woods in the middle of the night again?”

“Again?”

“Yes. You did that for years after that murder case about the mother of the missing girl.”

“Little Sally Fields.” Cameron could feel his mouth tighten into a line. “You're the second person to bring that case up in the last few days. My only unsolved case, unless this one goes the same way.”

“All right. I give in.” Beryl held up her hands. “I don't want you spending the next twelve months moping about for clues. Go and do what you have to so, just don't come running to me when your heart explodes.”

Thursday, April 17, 2014

Dead Rite chapter 173.10


“Don't be horrible.”

Cameron held his hand up in a sign of submission. “Sorry. You should see her, though. Perhaps I could drive you over there?”

“Are you up for visiting Beattie? You're supposed to be having a rest and I know how agitated you become when you talk to her.”

“Only because she's an idiot.” He pursed his lips, holding back from saying anything too hurtful. “I've seen tectonic features change faster that your sister's opinions. She still supports Enoch Powell, and he's been dead twenty years.”

“Has he?” Beryl shook her head. “I thought they'd brought him back as head of immigration.”

“You know? It wouldn't surprise me if they had.”

Tuesday, April 15, 2014

Dead Rite chapter 173.09

“What do you mean?”

“Your sister's always drunk. She's an alcoholic. It's a good job she doesn't drive or I'd have arrested her a dozen times over.”

Beryl laughed nervously. “Don't be ridiculous. Beattie isn't an alcoholic. She likes a little tipple now and again, of course, but you never see her drunk.”

“Only because her blood is mostly alcohol. The woman drinks spirits with her breakfast, for God's sake. How she holds a job down is anybody's guess.”

“She's never had any complaints.”

“School crossing wardens rarely do. How many five-year olds would recognise an alcoholic? I'm surprised she hasn't pickled herself to oblivion.”

“I haven't seen Beattie in a couple of weeks. I ought to go soon.”

“Before she goes, yes.”

Monday, April 14, 2014

Dead Rite chapter 173.08


“Yes. I couldn't look her in the eye for weeks afterwards. I was almost glad when she moved to Torquay.”

“So was I.”

“You never did like Beatrice, did you? You wouldn't dance with her at our wedding.”

“I was worried about getting my toes broken. She was drunk.”

“Everyone drinks at a wedding.”

“This was before you'd even walked up the aisle.”

“She had a soft spot for you. I expect she still does, if she's forgotten your eulogy.”

“She was already married to Reg at the time. He couldn't drag her away fast enough when she put her tongue in my ear.”

“Don't be ridiculous. She was trying to whisper I was on my way.”

“She was trying to get me to run away with her.”

“I expect she was having a laugh. She was a bit tipsy.”

“That's like saying to Pope's a bit Catholic.”