My Sister And I: A dark, violent, gripping and twisted tale of horrifying terror in the Scottish Highlands. by Thomas Sean-Paul

Author:Thomas, Sean-Paul [Thomas, Sean-Paul]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Paul Thomas Publishing
Published: 2018-08-24T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

The Jolly truck driver’s name was Chris. His bodily frame was huge and bulky, somewhere in between fat and muscle. Like a hulk wrestler. He was well over six and a half feet tall, with naturally tanned skin, a big, bald, shiny head, when he took of his baseball cap, and a larger-than-life beaming smile. He reminded me of that American wrestler one of my old friends from school had shown me a picture of once. The Rock, I think was his name. But Chris was a badly out-of-shape version of him. If Chris had a wrestling name, then it might have been something along the lines of ‘The Abnormal Potato.’

Like I guessed, he wasn’t Scottish and had a strange accent, with a much lower tone of voice than you’d expect from someone of his sheer size and presence. His English was perfect, just a little bit funny to listen too. Like some bulky, freak of nature and hyperactive cartoon character with a high-pitched voice. He said he was from Romania originally, but had lived in Scotland for the past twenty odd years, first to work on building sites, then eventually as a truck driver once he’d saved up enough money to attain his HGV license.

He told us this as we sat opposite him inside one of the dozen or so booths in the quiet, little, service station café where his truck was parked out front. He said we could order anything we liked on the menu. So, we did and ordered two, small Scottish breakfasts and two strawberry milkshakes. I knew that was twice in as many days that we’d ordered the milkshakes, but we honestly didn’t know when we’d ever get the chance to taste them again once we’d made it back home.

Chris ordered a large strawberry milkshake for himself too, along with two extra-large Scottish breakfasts. I’d never seen anyone eat so much before in one sitting in my entire life. He was a freak of nature for sure but in a good, fun and decent way.

My sister, as usual, sat in complete and utter silence, glancing out through the window, occupying herself with her own thoughts until her breakfast came. She sipped excruciatingly slowly on her milkshake before finally eating her breakfast even more painfully sluggish and slow as Chris and I chatted amongst ourselves. Well, Chris did most of the talking and I listened.

I liked the way Chris didn’t push us for answers for the most obvious of questions, like, where were our parents and why the hell were two little girls sneaking onto a boat and hiding in his truck in the middle of the night. You know, the usual adult, twenty question, interrogation. But the more I got to know him, the more I realised that he was just a big kind-hearted kid at his core, and so much more of a kid than my sister or I had ever been or could ever hope to be. And I really liked that about him.

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