My So-Called Afterlife by Tamsyn Murray

Author:Tamsyn Murray
Language: eng
Format: mobi
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ISBN: 1848120575
Publisher: Piccadilly Press
Published: 2010-09-22T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12a

I’m not superstitious. I don’t have a problem with black cats (unless their name is Lucifer) or an irrational fear of ladders, but for some reason it bothered me that Jeremy’s flat was number thirteen.

‘Didn’t you think about it before you moved in?’ I asked him as he held open the door.

‘I can’t say I gave it much thought, and I haven’t been especially unlucky.’ He shut the door behind me. ‘Apart from meeting you, obviously.’

‘Charming.’

My sarcasm was half-hearted. I was much more interested in nosing around Jeremy’s flat. It was surprisingly stylish. No dated carpets and flowery wallpaper for this boy – the floors had been stripped back to the original wooden boards and the walls were pale. Best of all, fastened to a wall in the living room was a large flat-screen television. With a burst of concentration I snatched up the remote and sank into the leather sofa with a blissed-out expression on my face.

‘Ooh, Friends repeat! Why didn’t we think of doing this before?’

Jeremy poked his head around the door. ‘Because I like having some kind of control over my life? We need to work some house rules, Lucy.’

Eyes glued to the screen, I nodded absently. ‘OK.’

‘No all-night TV fests.’

Boring, but I supposed he had a point. Given the amount of catching up I had to do, twenty-four seven television was on the cards, but he had to sleep sometime. ‘Go on.’

‘No walking through walls. Use the doors and never walk into a room without letting me know you’re coming.’

I dragged my gaze away from the screen. ‘Are you worried I’ll catch you getting dressed? Don’t worry, I’ve seen it all before. I have a little brother, remember? But if it really worries you, I could sing cheesy pop constantly. Then you’ll always know where I am.’

‘I’ve heard your voice. A simple call when you’re coming in will do.’

‘Fine. Anything else?’

He shook his head. ‘That’ll do for starters. I’m beginning to worry about this boy band fixation you have.’

Shuddering dramatically, I said, ‘Pray to any God who’ll listen that you never find out the truth.’ Firing a stern look his way, I went on, ‘Anyway, you’re a fine one to talk about musical taste. Is that a Barbra Streisand CD I see over there?’

A tinge of red crept into his cheeks. ‘It’s not mine.’

Pull the other one, mate. ‘Of course it is. Are you sure you’re not gay?’

‘Positive. But if I change my mind, you’ll be the first to know.’

With that, he took himself off to bed. I settled down on the sofa with my new friend, the remote control. Once again, I thanked my lucky stars Hep had shown me how to handle physical objects. Back-to back-episodes of every TV show I used to love? It wasn’t heaven but, short of kissing Ryan, it was as close as I got.

When I woke up the next morning, Jeremy had hidden the remote.

‘I’ll find it,’ I called over the noise of the shower. ‘I’ll use my special supernatural senses.

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