Waiting For a Train That Never Comes by J. A. Henderson

Author:J. A. Henderson [Henderson, J. A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780992856151
Publisher: Black Hart
Published: 2019-06-14T22:00:00+00:00

Gordon was sitting at the edge of a small wood, looking across at the town of Cowdenbeath, a large rucksack by his feet and a book open over his crossed knees. He threw his hands in the air when he spotted the children.

“What the hell are you two doing here?” he said belligerently. “How did you find me?”

Bobby was tired and cold and in no mood for such an inhospitable reaction.

“See this stuff all over the ground?” He swept his hand round in an arc. “It’s frost. You leave footprints in it, no matter how sneakily you bugger off from home.”

“I never thought of that.” His father looked down at his feet. “I suppose I’m a real city boy.” His head shot up and he checked the area behind the teenagers. “What if you’re being followed?”

Mary nodded towards Cowdenbeath - grey, smoky and spread across their path. “As soon as we cross that, there won’t be any footprints to follow.”

“Mary!” Bobby swiped at the girl. “We’re not carrying on. We’re all going home. Together!”

“You two should go back.” Gordon agreed. “But I can’t.”

“Listen dad.” Bobby sat down beside his father. “If you’re worried about the police, I know they’re not interested in you.”

“Yeah? How do you figure that?”

“Because you go drinking with the local policewoman all the time. It was her we saw earlier at your house.”

“Really? You think she’s been spying on me?”

“What? By sitting with you in a bar! The police just want to know why you left your car at Aberdour station. All they’ll do is insist you see a doctor.”

“Which isn’t bad advice, really,” Mary added tentatively.

“Then what? They’ll lock me up in a looney bin! And they’ll make you go stay in a home or something, because I can’t look after you!” Gordon picked up the book he had been reading and thrust it at his son. “The place I need to go is here!”

Bobby looked at the picture his father was holding out. It was an old black and white photograph of Dundee, taken from the Fife side of the Tay, with the rail bridge in the foreground.

“I recognise this place, Bobby,” his father urged. “I remember it. I can’t stop looking at the picture.” He shut the book with a snap. “I have to keep going. The answer to what happened to me is there, I just know it.”

“We could get to Dundee, you know.” Mary sat down too. “It’s only a day and a half to the River Tay. And if Mr Berlin’s memory doesn’t come back….”

“Then I really will see a doctor,” Gordon finished. “And don’t call me Mr Berlin, eh? It creeps me out.”

“You guys are insane.” Bobby looked from one to the other in frustration.

Mary rubbed at her nose. “I just got a fee….”

“And don’t tell me you’ve got a feeling about it!”

“Well, I do.”

“A day and a half, eh?” Gordon gave his most disarming smile. “It’s not long. Anyway, I can’t get into worse trouble than I am now.

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