Noses Are Red (2002)
“With Zinta’s waterproof groundsheet and spare blanket, we’re not actually cold, but that’s about all you can say for comfort. The groundsheet is ten feet long – just long enough for Victor and me to lie down end to end. I’m itchy and cramped, and there’s a knobby root digging into my…well, my extreme lower back. Very uncomfortable, let me tell you.
The fire is down to embers. Zinta is rinsing and spitting somewhere nearby. The sky is dark. The thunder is grumbling, more insistently than it was ...earlier. “I thought it would be different,” I whisper to Victor.
He’s slapping halfheartedly at bugs and grumbling to himself. “What would be different?” he asks.
“The whole camping thing. I thought we’d stay up late, and sing songs under the stars, and tell ghost stories, and stuff like that.”
“I’m too tired,” he says.
“I thought at least we’d have hot chocolate,” I say. I can feel the nettle tea in the pit of my stomach. I only had a few sips, but I suspect I’ll remember them later.MoreLess
The fire is down to embers. Zinta is rinsing and spitting somewhere nearby. The sky is dark. The thunder is grumbling, more insistently than it was ...earlier. “I thought it would be different,” I whisper to Victor.
He’s slapping halfheartedly at bugs and grumbling to himself. “What would be different?” he asks.
“The whole camping thing. I thought we’d stay up late, and sing songs under the stars, and tell ghost stories, and stuff like that.”
“I’m too tired,” he says.
“I thought at least we’d have hot chocolate,” I say. I can feel the nettle tea in the pit of my stomach. I only had a few sips, but I suspect I’ll remember them later.MoreLess
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