The Secrets of Love Story Bridge by Phaedra Patrick

Author:Phaedra Patrick
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Park Row Books
Published: 2020-02-20T14:39:51+00:00

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Back at Angel House, Mitchell found Carl sitting at his desk, folding a tiny yellow crown out of a sticky note. “I’m still writing my letter, Mr. Fisher,” he said. “Susan is being a great help to me, though.”

“Good. It will be like a novel by the time you finish it,” Mitchell joked.

Carl’s face reddened. “Hopefully it won’t be that long,” he said. “Have you opened all the letters in the bag yet?”

Mitchell shook his head. “Not yet. I’ve not had time.”

“Spending time with your girlfriend?”

“Um, girlfriend?” Mitchell swallowed uncomfortably.

“Liza. She’s very nice.”

“Oh, Liza isn’t my—” Mitchell started to protest, but Carl stood up and picked up his mop. He whistled as he pushed it across the floor.

Later that night, Poppy sang loudly as she got ready for bed, and Mitchell couldn’t ever recall her doing that in the apartment before. It was the song she’d performed around the campfire, but this time she injected it with more oomph and joy. She mimed picking up a watering can and sprinkling pretend flowers.

She’d been full of life since she returned from her day out with Rachel at the park. The Jackson Pollock-like splats of ketchup and ice cream on her skirt offered proof of her enjoyment.

“I’m glad you had a great time,” Mitchell said.

“The bouncy castles were amazing, and we had hot dogs and candy floss and, oh, Rachel’s mum invited me to sleep over tomorrow night. If it’s okay, can you call her?”

“Sure, and we’ll have to take Rachel out somewhere in return.”

“Ice-skating would be great!” Poppy said.

Mitchell laughed. He agreed to ring Rachel’s mum, and he told Poppy how he’d spent the day with Graham. “We’re both going to his and Rosie’s wedding, and he’s invited me to be his best man.”

“Cool,” Poppy said. She jumped up onto her bed. “I can wear my new stuff.”

Mitchell went to the kitchen and took a small bag of oats from the kitchen cupboard. Back in Poppy’s room, he stepped up onto the mattress to join her, and opened the window in her ceiling.

They sprinkled the oats on the roof slates for the pigeons, and Poppy giggled as they cooed and pecked at them.

Mitchell watched, a pleasant feeling of happiness and well-being enveloping him. For once he felt things could be changing for the better. They were moving forward.

He didn’t know what the future held and if he’d ever find Yvette, but when he looked up at the stars he swore they somehow looked brighter tonight, almost as clear as they did from Jean’s forest habitat.

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