Kismet by Sarah Michelle Lynch

Author:Sarah Michelle Lynch [Lynch, Sarah Michelle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-11-25T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Three

Red Daggers

In the middle of the night, I wake to find myself in bed, lying on my front and bursting for the loo. At some point he must have carried me to bed but I have absolutely no recollection of that. I scramble for the bathroom, padding there naked, then piss like a racehorse (not for the first time since embarking on this relationship with Ruben). While I’m on the toilet, I wet some tissue under the tap to clean myself up a bit. Everything’s a little tender but I’m not as broken as I thought I would be. A girlfriend once said she had piles after anal sex, but maybe her partner was too forceful.

Back in the bedroom, I find Ruben asleep on his back, arms thrown over his head. He seems untroubled in sleep. I climb in next to him but it’s a big bed and I’m careful not to disturb the mattress too much. When he doesn’t stir, I leave him to his dreams, even though I’d love a cuddle right now.

I lie on my side facing the other way, wondering about Freddie. I had myself convinced earlier that I could leave it, but I don’t know if I can. I guess there’s one way to find out a little bit more information… and it’s sitting on the nightstand next to me.

I shield my phone screen beneath the duvet so as not to wake him. Scrolling through my rarely used Facebook feed, I see nothing unusual. The world still keeps turning, eh?

I type in Debbie’s name and her profile pops up. We’ve been Facebook friends for a while, since before the wedding, purely because my father’s side of the family loves to be in each other’s pockets. Funny, really, because I never post on Facebook—I’m just there to spy on them, not the other way around.

Anyway, I discover Debbie posted only yesterday…

Let’s see, then.

Seems she posted a picture of herself holding a pair of twins… toddlers. Freddie is also in the frame, posing with his wife and kids. The caption reads: Where does the time go?

As I study the twins, they’re unmistakably Freddie’s—both ginger, with those huge bug eyes, baby blue in colour.

As I study Freddie, I see hints of Fred Snr. If you added some grey hair, a thick ’tache and slightly bushier eyebrows to Freddie, you’d have Fred Snr. You’d have to be blind not to see the similarities, so I’m thinking Ruben is more than aware of the fact he has a half-brother.

One thing’s for sure, my mother has herself convinced that Ruben is as bad as Fred, if not worse. She’s told herself that Ruben showed up at that wedding to cause trouble, or maybe worse—to harm someone. Yet there they are, on the screen, a happy family living their lives—all while Laurent rots in the ground. Even if Ruben would love to exact revenge, he hasn’t done anything to hurt Freddie. Maybe he did show up at the wedding determined to cause a scene—fair enough—but hurt anyone? Or start a fight? It’s not his style.

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