A Rough Kind of Magic by Louise James

Author:Louise James [James, Louise]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781524680503
Publisher: AuthorHouse UK
Published: 2017-04-24T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 23

“Why? Greg, why in God’s name didn’t you tell me? Am I your best mate or what?” Did you think that I wouldn’t find out until they carted you off to hospital or out in a wooden box? Did you expect me to wait until the worst happened and you wouldn’t be able to see me running around like a chicken with its head cut off?” Ray stood head on arm against the wall.

“Ray, I– Greg tried to stop the savage flow of words pouring from his friend. Ray shrugged off the hand he’d placed on his shoulder and straightened up.

“Oh! I can guess what you were thinking. Good old Ray, alright to fool about with the girls or some bloody old car but of course he wouldn’t be expected to handle the fact that his best friend has a terminal illness.”

“I was going to tell you as soon as I could find the right time.’

“Were you? By God, how good of you. Christ! Greg you are a bastard. Can’t you begin to see how I feel? I was here with you all those weeks. I don’t bloody believe it. There was I whistling away, going back to Dave’s after work to pick up that effing loom for you and I walk straight into Tom Gregson and what does he say? Ray I am so sorry about Greg and it must be hard on you being such great mates. How are you coping Ray? How is he Ray? Me? I’m stood there like an imbecile. Christ Almighty! Fuck you Greg.’

“I am sorry Ray. I just couldn’t tell you. I knew it would hurt you and it would have made it more real. You were always so full of fun––-”

“Fun be damned.” Ray spun around his blue eyes blazing. “You bloody idiot. Is that what it is? You don’t deserve sympathy. “I know you but hell and damnation to be with you half the summer and not to know, wondering why you let me do most of the graft and looked such a damned awful colour half of the time. How do you think that makes me feel? I’ll tell you. Great, fucking great, that’s what.” He swung back staring out of the darkening window. “You just can’t be sorry enough Greg. Your parents and that poor girl I feel sorry for. Poor cow, screw her first tell her after, that’s about right.’

Greg half rose, fists clenched though he was aware that Ray’s justifiable anger masked a terrible grief. He spoke quietly.

“My parents have known since Spring and it almost killed them and me. No, Olwen doesn’t know yet.’

“Doesn’t she, by God?” Ray swung round and leant across the table. “When are you going to tell her then. I can see what’s between you two without counting the time you spent at the jeep saying goodnight. If I hadn’t come she would have stayed the night. Well that’s fine, that’s your business good luck to you. I would be the

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