Death On Demand (2012)
Death On Demand
“He took her to Mission Bay, but not to a specific address – anywhere around here, she’d said when they hit Tamaki Drive. He’d watched her in the rear-view mirror as he drove away. She stood on the footpath looking around, taking in the scene: Sunday afternoon on the waterfront, a sigh of breeze, a few ghost clouds out on the horizon, twenty-seven degrees of deep blue heat – there was a lot to take in.
She was quite chatty, he said, the usual taxi-ride small talk, stuck in a car with a stranger ...for fifteen minutes and not wanting to seem rude: now this is my idea of summer – in Wellington we’d call this a heatwave; I don’t know why I put up with Wellington weather really, not that I could live here – the traffic would drive me nuts. Par for the course for visitors from the capital. They knock their weather to soften you up for the tourism-bureau spiel: having said that and on the other hand, Wellington’s a real city, it’s got a heart, it’s got a soul, it’s got cafés for Africa, it’s got culture coming out its arse.MoreLess
She was quite chatty, he said, the usual taxi-ride small talk, stuck in a car with a stranger ...for fifteen minutes and not wanting to seem rude: now this is my idea of summer – in Wellington we’d call this a heatwave; I don’t know why I put up with Wellington weather really, not that I could live here – the traffic would drive me nuts. Par for the course for visitors from the capital. They knock their weather to soften you up for the tourism-bureau spiel: having said that and on the other hand, Wellington’s a real city, it’s got a heart, it’s got a soul, it’s got cafés for Africa, it’s got culture coming out its arse.MoreLess
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