Bad Wolf Chronicles, Books 1-3 by McGregor Tim

Author:McGregor, Tim [McGregor, Tim]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2014-10-10T22:00:00+00:00

Lara was going stir crazy, that was plain enough. She couldn’t sit still and Amy watched her cross repeatedly to the bay window to stare outside. The spruce lined street and the telephone lines drooping from pole to pole in a cat’s cradle of humming wire. Like a date abandoned on prom night, Lara would turn away and busy herself with some task only to return to the double-glazed glass again.

“Are you expecting someone?” Amy asked, looking up from her creaky old laptop propped open on the kitchen table.

“What?” Lara turned, her eyes a thousand yards away.

“You keep looking out the window.”

“It’s nothing.” Lara strode to the kitchen and folded her arms. She put away the two dishes in the dryrack and wiped the counter with the cloth and folded her arms again. “Just cabin fever, I guess. No big deal.”

Amy studied her for a moment and a curious study she was. Different from how she used to know her but it wasn’t just the reedy thinness of her or the sombre hollows of her eyes. A twitchy edge underwrit Lara Mendes’s every movement. Her eyes darted at any stirring and her head constantly cocked at an angle, as if her ear snagged on some sound only she heard. Or the dog. More than once she had caught Lara and the husky turn their heads to the door at precisely the same instant and pause. It was freaky. “What was it like? Being on your own out there.”

“Harsh. Scary sometimes. Lonely.”

“Of course,” Amy nodded. “Still, it must have been kinda cool being totally free. No one to answer to. No commitments, no responsibilities.”

Lara shook her head. “There was nothing free about it. I was living hand-to-mouth, scrabbling for any scrap. It’s unbelievably hard, being that alone. There were more than a few nights I went hungry or slept out in the open.” She swept her hand before her, as if dealing an invisible hand. “Freedom like that is a burden.”

Amy mulled it over but with had little notion of what it meant, neither precedent nor antecedent. She changed the subject. “Let’s get out of here for awhile.”

“That’s not a good idea.”

“Psshaw. We’ll hit Mississippi Ave and go walking, get something to eat. I still got Christmas shopping to do.”

Lara’s eyes drifted to the window again, the yearning writ plain across her face but she sobered. “No. I can’t risk being seen.”

“What are the chances? Hang on.” Amy ran to the hall closet, dug through it and came back with a fur trimmed bomber’s hat. Dark sunglasses. “Wear this.”

Lara took the glasses and headgear, turning them over in her hands. Before she could protest, Amy clapped her hands together like a little kid. “Try it on.”

Humoring the girl, Lara went to the mirror in the hallway and pulled the hat on, pushed the glasses on her nose. Plain and anonymous. Any passerby on a cold street.

“See?” Amy plunged back into the closet and thrust a long coat into Lara’s hands. “Your army parka looks a little conspicuous.

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