Buying Llamas Off the Internet by Ian Edwards & Paul Waller

Buying Llamas Off the Internet by Ian Edwards & Paul Waller

Author:Ian Edwards & Paul Waller [Edwards, Ian & Waller, Paul]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2017-06-19T22:00:00+00:00


Chapter 25 – Saturday.

Alan placed a mug of coffee on the table in front of James.

‘OK,’ he said. ‘Tell me what’s happened.’

‘She’s gone. Amy’s gone,’ James snapped.

‘Gone where?’

‘I don’t know, that’s the point.’ James took a mouthful of coffee and winced.

‘Careful, it’s hot,’ Alan said helpfully.

‘She wasn’t in bed when I woke up this morning.’

Sitting opposite him, Alan asked, ‘What time?’

‘Half seven. I could see the alarm clock so I’m positive about that.’

‘Didn’t you think anything was wrong then?’ Alan asked.

James shook his head. ‘No she often goes to the gym early on Saturday mornings. She says it sets her up for the rest of the day.’

Alan shrugged, not really grasping the concept of exercise.

‘So I went back to sleep,’ James continued. ‘When I got up about nine-ish, I went downstairs and there was a note on the kitchen table.’

He pulled a folded piece of paper from his pocket and passed it to Alan.

‘Dear James,’ he read. ‘I need to get away for a bit. Don’t try and find me. I’ll be in touch. Don’t worry. Love Amy.’

‘What do you think?’ James asked.

‘Could be worse?’ Alan said.

‘How?’

‘It could have been written in blood.’

Ignoring him, James said; ‘She finishes it, “Love Amy,” not from Amy. That’s a good sign isn’t it?’

‘Mate, your wife has done a runner in the middle of the night. I don’t think ending the letter with “love” lessens the blow. It’s like the hangman apologising for rope burns to the neck.’

‘What do you think I should do then?’

‘Have you tried calling her?’

‘She left her mobile. I have no way of contacting her.’ James had another gulp of now cooler coffee and slumped back in his chair.

A chill breeze blew through the room causing Amy’s note to move across the table. Both Alan and James turned to look at the door.

James mouthed “Frankie?” at Alan who nodded.

‘What’s up with you two? Looks like someone died,’ Frankie paused. ‘Apart from me that is.’

‘Amy’s left James,’ Alan explained.

Frankie sat on a chair at the table alongside Alan.

‘Tell him I’m sorry to hear that. She is an attractive girl.’

‘Frankie said that’s terrible and he hopes it works out OK.’ Alan said, editing Frankie’s sentiments.

James nodded at, as far as he could see, the empty chair. ‘Thanks Frankie.’

‘Where’s she gone?’ Frankie asked.

‘He doesn’t know?’ Alan told him.

‘It’s the mother. They always go their mothers. That or their sisters,’ Frankie said.

‘Have you tried calling her mum?’ Alan asked.

‘No, I don’t think she’ll go there. It’s too obvious,’ James told him. ’Anyway her mum wouldn’t tell me if Amy was there. She’s never liked me.’

‘I could call?’ Alan suggested.

James shook his head. ‘She’d recognise your voice straight away. She still has flashbacks to your best man’s speech.’

Alan put his hands up in mock surrender. ‘I apologised for that. How was I to know that she’d survived a plane crash and been forced to eat another passenger?’

‘She still can’t eat chicken you know,’ James told him. ‘At least not without lots of gravy.’

‘What the hell are you talking about?’ Frankie asked.



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