The Dead I Know
“‘Skye can be a handful at times.’ I’d made some sort of recovery from the shock of having a cartoon of my life story plucked from my head. ‘It wasn’t her, it was me.’ I thanked him for the lift and closed the door as quietly as I could.
I’d given her snippets of my world and she’d done no more than paste them together. I’d underestimated her powers of perception. I wouldn’t be doing that again.
I found the sliding door of the annex open. I remembered the morning’s fracas and thought I might hav...e left it that way, but Mam’s chair had been overturned and my mattress was on the floor. I didn’t remember that.
Movement in the van caught my eye and stalled my pulse.
Curtain in the breeze.
Westy had definitely been back. The contents of every cupboard, every drawer, every shelf in the van had been methodically emptied onto the floor. Dried herbs mixed with broken eggshell on a bundle of Mam’s undershirts. The fridge door had been propped open by an upturned milk carton.MoreLess
I’d given her snippets of my world and she’d done no more than paste them together. I’d underestimated her powers of perception. I wouldn’t be doing that again.
I found the sliding door of the annex open. I remembered the morning’s fracas and thought I might hav...e left it that way, but Mam’s chair had been overturned and my mattress was on the floor. I didn’t remember that.
Movement in the van caught my eye and stalled my pulse.
Curtain in the breeze.
Westy had definitely been back. The contents of every cupboard, every drawer, every shelf in the van had been methodically emptied onto the floor. Dried herbs mixed with broken eggshell on a bundle of Mam’s undershirts. The fridge door had been propped open by an upturned milk carton.MoreLess
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