Truly, Madly, Amy: A totally heartwarming and feel-good romance novel by Kerry Wilkinson

Author:Kerry Wilkinson [Wilkinson, Kerry]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781803142722
Publisher: Bookouture
Published: 2022-07-20T16:00:00+00:00

27

MOON

Before I left for camp the next morning, I told Mum that the main part of the eclipse would be a little after eleven but that it would start at around half-nine. I reminded her about the viewing party in town but she was absorbed in the TV and it was hard to tell whether she’d been listening.

I cycled through town on the way up to camp and the high street was already busy. Bunting zigzagged across the road and a crooked ‘Eclipse 99’ banner had appeared outside the community hall. All the pubs were advertising ‘viewing parties’ and were seemingly open for breakfast. A second banner that read ‘Party Like It’s 1999’ was above the Red Lion. I was fairly sure it had been recycled from the New Year celebrations.

The town felt as busy as I’d known it considering how early it was. Cars were parked nose to tail along both sides of the high street and camper vans were filling up the car park at the back of the Spar.

There were so many cars flooding down the hill into town that I had to get off my bike and walk the final half-mile up to the campsite.

When I got there, Luke was carrying blankets from the staff lounge out to the main fields. Campers and counsellors were already massing on the grass, taking up spots close to their bunks and trying out their viewing glasses.

The biggest problem nobody seemed to have thought of was the greying-white clouds that were washed high across the sky. It was bright but there were no breaks – and nowhere the sun was actually visible.

I was still carrying blankets to the girls’ side of the field when the first tingling wisp of cold hit. I hadn’t been looking up but it was like someone had used a dimmer switch to turn down everything down by the most delicate of fractions. An ‘ooh’ swept around the field and it felt as if everyone stopped what they were doing, put on their glasses, and looked up.

There were still clouds – lots of them – but that sense of eeriness remained. Children were talking in whispers and clustering close to one another.

After dropping off the final few blankets, I did a lap of the camp, making sure everybody had what they needed. Amy and Sarah were sitting with the girls from their bunk. Some of the campers had dragged out their sleeping bags, others looked bulky in multiple tops and jumpers. Amy had one of the blankets around her as she sipped tea from a metal mug. She saw me and nodded with acknowledgement as I continued the rounds.

Over an hour passed since the first sliver of darkness and the clouds hadn’t cleared. There wasn’t a lot to see but each minute felt like another minuscule turn not only of the dimmer switch but the thermostat.

I picked up one of the spare blankets and pulled it around my shoulders as I crossed to the boys’ field, where there was significantly more restlessness compared to the girls.

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