Moonlight by Tim O'Rourke

Author:Tim O'Rourke [O'Rourke, Tim]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Ravenwoodgreys

Chapter Seventeen

Thaddeus followed Winnie into the lounge where she took her seat in the chair positioned by the window, and picked up the book. It was now pitch dark outside and Winnie caught a glimpse of her reflection in the grimy window. The wind howled outside and the panes of glass rattled in their frames. She looked down at the first page of the book and the rows and rows of words. So many at once seemed rather daunting to her, and she felt uncomfortable dressed like she was. It was hard to concentrate. She read the first few lines slowly, and then sneaked a glance up at Thaddeus. He had taken one of the newspapers which had been delivered, and was now sitting on the sofa opposite her and reading.

Over the top of the book, she spied on him as he sat cross-legged, in faded blue denims and a shirt. His hair stood up as if he had been caught in a storm, but as ever, his dark eyes were bright and keen as he read the paper. Although he looked no older than twenty-five years old, Thaddeus had an air about him - an arrogance, Winnie thought - that made him appear older. For someone so young, he brimmed with confidence.

“Are you enjoying the book?” he suddenly asked without looking up.

“Erm, yeah, it’s great,” she said, looking back down at the book.

“I’d be surprised if you had even read one page,” he smiled behind his newspaper so she couldn’t see.

“And what makes you think that?” she asked, peering once again over the top of the book at him.

“Because you’ve been too preoccupied with looking at me,” he said from behind his newspaper.

Closing the book, Winnie scowled and said, “Why do you have to be so...so...” she trailed off, unable to think of the word she wanted.

“Good looking?” And now his smile turned to a grin, hidden by the paper.

“Weird, was the word I was actually thinking of,” she said slamming the book shut.

“Weird?” he said, now peering at her over the top of his newspaper. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Nothing,” she said, opening the book again and staring down at the words.

“You can’t just make a statement like that and not explain yourself,” he said, closing his newspaper and placing it to one side.

Winnie sensed that he was more curious than pissed off, so placing the book in her lap, she looked straight at him and said, “Thaddeus, why have you got me dressed in these clothes and reading this book?”

“Why not?” he shrugged.

Winnie thought she noticed just a glimmer of his self-belief and confidence melt away at her question. “Because it’s weird, that’s why,” she gasped.

“Why is it so weird?” he frowned. “You are very pretty. Am I not allowed to ask you to wear pretty clothes, so that I may admire you? You bring a certain radiance to this sometimes glum and gloomy place.”

“But you’re not admiring me,” she said sounding exasperated. “You’re reading the freaking

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