Latent Memories by Charlotte Mills

Author:Charlotte Mills [Mills, Charlotte]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Charlotte Mills
Published: 2016-11-05T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

After breakfast, I left Murphy in my mother’s capable hands to drive over to Manchester. Pulling into our small carpark that served the whole building, I recognised James’s SUV in the corner space. He must have got here early to get that prized spot, so called due to its location with no one parked behind you; it was always easy to get out. I remembered our arguments when we first moved into the building; our floor was allocated a number of spaces and James wanted to label them, insisting, due to the size of his car, that he should get the prime spot. My car then, like now, was considerably smaller, hence I relented, allowing him his victory, but every time I arrived later than him, I parked so close he would have to enter his car through the passenger door. I missed those interactions with James. We argued like siblings and I loved every minute of it. I felt a wave of guilt at my absence from our business. I hoped I would be able to resume normal duties sometime soon.

Before leaving the comfort of my car, I called Miles, spinning a line about a sick relative before asking him if it was okay if I worked my three days at the end of the week, to give me a little more breathing space to get back down to Ashill. Thankfully, he was fine. At least I wouldn’t have to rush back today. I wanted to be able spend some time with James, not just have a barney and leave. I’d done enough of that with Jamie.

Thankfully, it was still early, releasing me from having to make small talk with our receptionist, Helen. I Knocked on the door and then opened it and poked my head into his office. He was on the phone but quickly ended his call when he spotted me and waved me in.

“Howdy, partner. Where’s your four-legged friend?” he asked, moving his head to one side to check behind me.

“At my parents’ place.”

“Are you okay? I tried to call you a few times.”

“Yeah, I’m fine. Just thought I’d visit, see how the empire is building.”

“Umm!” He steepled his fingers in front of him. “Well the Death Star build is still on target, but the Rebel Alliance are still giving us trouble.”

“I see,” I said with raised eyebrows. “You need to send in the Borg; they’ll assimilate them.”

“Uh, I think you might be mixing your movie franchises.”

“Oh, really? Science fiction isn’t my bag I’m afraid.” I stood hovering in front of his desk, unsure where to sit. I didn’t want it to be a formal conversation. We were more than just colleagues.

“Moved anyone in yet?” I asked, nodding towards my office next door.

“Of course not. It’s free whenever you want it. Besides, there’s a bad smell in there we can’t seem to get rid of.”

The smell of treachery, I thought to myself. “I keep telling you, just because it doesn’t smell of sweaty boys doesn’t mean it’s bad.

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