The Inbetween Days by Eva Woods

Author:Eva Woods
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Graydon House Books
Published: 2018-11-14T19:55:41+00:00

Rosie

It was dark on the ward. Almost the end of her second day in a coma. Time running out. The lights were lowered and outside evening was drawing in. Rosie was, for the first time all day, alone. Just her in the small room, and the beep of machines and sound of hushed voices outside, nurses passing to and fro. At least she could see again, through the small crack in her eyelids, after that strange blip. That was some relief.

Okay. Review what she knew so far. She was Rosie Cooke, aged midthirties-ish, from Devon, one uptight mother, one harassed father. One quiet sister who was, it seemed, three years younger, and one half sister who was a lot younger and seemed like kind of a cool kid, despite her taste in music. Rosie was single—but where was Luke?—and lived alone in a studio flat with a dodgy neighbor. Until recently she’d worked in a coffee shop and had for a number of years tried to be an actress.

And she’d hurt so many people. She’d been the worst daughter, sister, friend imaginable. She’d failed at everything. She’d lost touch with poor, dead Melissa, let Mr. Malcolm down, and neglected her grandma, and well—she could hardly have been nicer to Darryl, seeing as they’d only met when his chest was being cracked open by a rib-spreader. But could she perhaps have communicated more kindness to him in that one look they’d shared?

“You’re driving yourself mad,” Darryl commented. He was now sitting in the chair beside her bed, flicking through the copy of the Times Literary Supplement her mother had brought. Rosie was in the hospital with her brain smooshed and her mother still wanted her to have improving reading material.

“There’s not much else to do here. Any chance you could use your ghostly powers to switch on Escape to the Country?”

“Mate, I’m not a ghost. And there’s no time. We’ve got to go.”

“Maybe it’ll be another memory with Luke?” She could hear the longing in her own voice. “I mean, that wasn’t the last time I ever saw him, was it? In the park?” It couldn’t have been. She could sense that the memories marked Luke were in a huge towering filing cabinet, the doors secured with padlocks that were bulging under the strain. “We were happy. We spent the day together. There must be more to our story. Can you show me that?”

“It doesn’t work that way, sorry, mate. Come on.”

The world faded. The dials spun: 15 7 2005. She knew when that was. That summer. The one she’d met Luke. And for once she fell into her memory smiling.

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