The Cursed Girls by Caro Ramsay

Author:Caro Ramsay [Caro Ramsay]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Canongate Books
Published: 2019-04-08T00:00:00+00:00

TEN

Carla

Looking back, I have witnessed bits of the madness in Megan. We were down at the Benbrae, I was larking about. I slipped into the water and thought about swimming to the deep, far side of the pond. Megan had said there was a current down there, like there can be a current in a pond like this. She had talked about the wind and the trees. A load of crap. I was swimming, expecting her to follow. It was to be an adventure. We usually came off the Curlew at the island and made our way to the side furthest from the house, and skinny dip from there. I crawled over, to the deep bit, bobbing about in the water, it was cold and coloured, my hands under the surface were peat brown, like I had a really good tan. I turned and called to Megan who was sitting on the top of the wall, her long brown legs dangling, eyes wide open staring into the darkness at the far end of the pond. I splashed to get her attention, shouting and shouting. She was deaf, but she wasn’t blind. I guessed there was something wrong and I started a slow steady crawl back, thinking that Megan was frightened. She had frozen. Megan had an angry, terrified look on her face, the same face you see in a frightened dog before it either cowers away or rips your face off. She was distant, yet intent, her eyes narrowed, seeing movement across the water, listening to a sound she could only hear in her own head and whatever she thought she heard had traumatised her.

But when I got there and tugged her leg, she jerked out of whatever trance she had been in and slid into the water to join me.

Looking back, I know now that she’d been gazing over at the Tentor Wood, it was the first place I had hidden when I had broken in over the fence of the Italian House. Thank God I didn’t know then what I know now, or I would have been scared shitless. I had even seen the rope.

She’s going to go down to the Benbrae today, I know her so well. She’s confused about the injury to Deborah, her dad’s sanity and the meal with Jago tonight.

Megan thought Jago was an arse; if he was not the cause of Melissa’s illness, then he certainly didn’t do much to help her. With him it was more a case of when the going got tough the tough buggered off to pastures new without so much as a backward glance.

The same way her mum did, hung around to get Melissa married, saw Megan through school, then was off. Or, maybe, she saw the way the wind was blowing with Megan’s mental health and saw a future of babysitting daughter number two.

Maybe I shouldn't have shagged Jago the day before he married Melissa, him being her fiancé and me being technically underage, but some things have to be done and Megan and I had a twentypound bet on it.

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