Small Blue Thing by S. C. Ransom

Author:S. C. Ransom
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
ISBN: 9780857630339
Publisher: Nosy Crow
Published: 2011-05-18T22:00:00+00:00

I waited for him to respond. With an effort, he seemed to pull himself together.

“She was able to travel further away,” he said eventually, looking out over the garden. “Very occasionally it seems that someone is able to break free of the compulsion to return each night, and that gives them the opportunity to go wandering further afield. I guess she may come back some day.”

Something didn’t add up. If it was this straightforward, why was he so horrified at having to tell me? And why couldn’t he look me in the eye when he was explaining it?

“Do you think you could do that, break the compulsion and stay later with me?”

When he looked back his eyes were still troubled, and it sounded as if he was choosing his words carefully. “I’m afraid not, I can’t resist it. I have tried a few times, but it becomes almost physically uncomfortable. I always have to return.”

He could clearly see the question in my eyes.

“It’s not that I don’t want to stay with you, really it isn’t. I’d love to be with you, but I have to go back to St Paul’s.”

Whatever it was he wasn’t telling me, I couldn’t doubt that he cared about me. My heart flipped again as I watched him, and I smiled. “Well, we’ll just have to make the most of the time,” I teased, reaching up beside me to touch his shoulder. His fiery blue eyes relaxed, and he leaned in closer.

We spent hours out in the garden, just talking about normal things, like films and music. With a free backstage pass to every gig and premiere in London he had the most amazing gossip.

He explained how he would go to the rehearsals of his favourite bands and then enjoy the concerts from the best seats in the house, sampling a quick thought or memory every now and then. His observation skills were brilliant and he had me rocking with laughter over his impressions of some of the more overrated celebrities.

I asked him about my favourite band and was delighted to hear that he liked their music too. We had both been to their latest gig at Wembley Arena, and Callum was able to fill me in on their dressing room demands – I was never going to be able to look at the lead singer in future without smirking.

“So who is next on your concert list then?” I asked, curious to know if we had any other favourites in common.

He frowned slightly for a moment while consulting his internal diary. “I think I’m planning to go to that big charity concert at the Albert Hall next week,” he finally decided, nodding to himself. “Those things are usually good.”

“No way!” I exclaimed. “I have tickets for that – Grace and I are going.”

“Excellent – I can come with you then. I’d enjoy sitting with someone I know in the audience for a change.” He gave me one of his most devastating grins. “It can be our first date.

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