Winter Tales by Kenneth Steven

Author:Kenneth Steven
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: SPCK
Published: 2017-08-10T04:00:00+00:00

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Ranald jumped off in Mallaig and his hand still hurt. The only thing alive in Mallaig was an articulated lorry with its engine chugging, the men loading up lobsters and crabs for tables in the south of Spain. Ranald asked the driver if he could have a lift and the man, who had a face like a living walnut, thought about it a long time. In the end he said yes as though he had taken a decision of immense magnitude, and half an hour later they roared away into the June night.

It was beautiful and Ranald wished he could have told the driver the names for islands and the stories of infamous fishing trips. He told them again to himself as the sky went a deep blue and the stars filled it like brine. The last thing he remembered before he drifted off to sleep was that his hand still hurt. It was like guilt except he felt none, and his sleep was easy and untroubled.

He left the articulated lorry when they reached Finisterre. The driver had given him some long story in Spanish which Ranald had guessed was all about how his boss would fire him for having a passenger and that it would be best for him to get off now. Ranald had bought him a beer in Nantes with some cents he had kept in the back pocket of his jeans for almost two years. He clapped the driver on the shoulder and thanked him, and went off into Finisterre.

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