Alone in the Darkness (The Chronicles of Kerrigan Prequel, #5) by W.J. May

Author:W.J. May [W.J. May]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dark Shadow Publishing
Published: 2020-07-17T16:00:00+00:00

T HE TWO OF THEM DIDN’T talk much on the flight over. Simon knew better than to press for more information, and Tristan looked like he was about to pass out from the stress of it all. It wasn’t until they saw the familiar London skyline through the break in the clouds that Simon decided to try to break the ice once more.

“So...what’s it like being a dad?”

Tristan looked over in surprise, smiling humorlessly and shaking his head.

“I’m terrible at it. Mary’s somehow impossibly good, but I’m just rubbish.” He stared out the window, gazing unblinkingly at the tops of the buildings. “I never know what to do, or what to say. Half the time I think the kid hates me already.”

Simon couldn’t help but laugh. Despite his overly-vivid imagination, he couldn’t picture it. “I’m sure it’s not that bad...”

There was a pause.

“Last week, I was so tired that I put my keys in the microwave and carried a bottle out to the car. What’s worse is I didn’t even realize it right away, I just kept trying to jam the freaking thing into the ignition.”

Simon bit his lip and made a valiant effort not to laugh as the plane began to descend through the clouds. “I’m sure it’s a common mistake.”

But the walls had come down and Tristan was just getting started. As the stories began to flow and his body began to relax for the first time in months, it was suddenly very easy to see how much the guy had needed a friend.

“Remember how I made the case report after the Sumner investigation? I grabbed our pediatrician’s two-month check-up instead, and turned it into Masters. Had to break back into his office in the middle of the night just to swap in the real thing. Thank bloody goodness he didn’t read it right there on the spot.”

Simon couldn’t help but laugh. It happened before he could stop himself. His eyes shot apologetically to Tristan right after, but Tristan just shook his head with a defeated smile.

“Mary went on a rampage, throwing away everything she decided wasn’t baby-proof enough for the baby. Got rid of the toaster, the coffee-maker, all our utensils...”

“You’re kidding me!”

“Sharpened pencils and the pens...”

This time both men started laughing. Once they started they found they were unable to stop. As the plane dropped down through the overcast sky and skidded across the runway, they found themselves having an open conversation for the first time in months. Relaxed, unguarded.

The way it was supposed to be.

On the way back out through the terminal, Simon stopped suddenly in front of a souvenir shop—pulling Tristan along with him. “Hang on a sec, I want to see if they have something.”

Tristan idled casually by the cash register as Simon rooted around on the shelves, focused on his search. A moment later, he strode triumphantly back to the front.

Holding a baby’s onesie.

Tristan’s eyes widened slightly as they locked onto the bright blue fabric. “What the hell is that?”

“It says ‘Heathrow International’ on the back.

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