Laying a Ghost 4: Love Strong as Death by Davit Jane & Snow Alexa

Author:Davit, Jane & Snow, Alexa [Davit, Jane & Snow, Alexa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Loose Id LLC
Published: 2016-01-30T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Five

In the end, because it seemed obvious Nancy was determined to go home, they decided they’d take her there. The garage had called to say the car was safe to drive, beyond the broken window, so they could use it until the glass arrived from the mainland.

“Tomorrow,” Nick said out loud, wanting to make sure Nancy understood there were limitations to what they were planning.

“And if you cause any trouble tonight, we’re likely to consider canceling the whole thing.” John glanced at Nick for approval.

“So behave yourself. You’ve been waiting for months; you can wait one more night.” He looked at John again, wanting to finalize the details. “You’re sure you’re up for coming? It might be a long day.”

“A long day with you? There’s nothing I like better.”

It was hard sometimes to know if John was being serious under his levity, and Nick needed to be sure. “I can manage on my own. I’ll be fine. It might make more sense for you to stay here, take it easy, maybe go out for a pub lunch with Michael?”

“And spend the whole time fretting about what trouble you might be running into? No, thank you.”

Nick didn’t argue. Truth be told, though he would worry about John’s safety, John at his back grounded him and reminded him of why he had every reason to love being alive. When he was dealing with ghosts, that kind of affirmation helped. The lines became blurred at times, with curiosity making him wonder what was to come, straining to catch a glimpse.

John made him hope it didn’t come for a long time.

“I’ll be glad to have your company,” Nick said. “It’s tricky driving on narrow roads.”

“We don’t have any other kind here.” John sounded satisfied with that state of affairs. “Maybe we could pick up a lobster or two for supper tomorrow. Loch Scridain has some of the biggest you’ll find, proper monsters, and it’s close by where we’ll be going.”

Nancy and Gareth had lived on Mull, not far from the village of Bunessan. It would be a ninety-minute drive from the ferry landing in Tobermory, through the spectacular scenery Nick had never gotten tired of and never would. The white sand and the wild sea, its color shifting from sullen gray to a rich green as the clouds raced across the sky, lifted his spirits on the darkest day.

“We’d better have something now, or we’ll be too tired to eat,” Nick said, dragging himself from his reverie of a pleasant afternoon’s drive. “But yeah, lobster sounds great.” They’d need a solid meal after a day of ghost wrangling. “Like cowboys,” he said without explaining where the thought had come from, and John, who at times understood him better than he understood himself, patted his shoulder and went off into the kitchen to check out the supplies Nick had brought back earlier.

“We’ve still got these eggs from wee Hannah’s chickens,” John noted, head in the refrigerator. “We could have an omelet.”

“We could,” Nick agreed. “And I’ll make it, if you get out of my way and sit down.

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