Rock Paper Scissors by Alice Feeney

Author:Alice Feeney [Feeney, Alice]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers
Published: 2021-08-15T00:00:00+00:00

Robin

Robin didn’t just pull one set of curtains; she closed them all.

She blows out every candle too – there were only a handful, not hundreds, but men are predisposed to exaggeration – then she sits in the dark, waiting for her heart to stop beating so fast. It never occurred to her that someone would be rude enough to trespass on her property or walk around the back uninvited – peering in through the glass as if she were an animal in a zoo. The curtains aren’t really curtains at all – they are second-hand bedsheets nailed above the windows. She notices the yellow tinge of pipe smoke to the threadbare fabric. It used to be white. But it doesn’t matter what something used to be, so long as it does the job. And things don’t need to be beautiful to serve a purpose. Robin might not be pretty anymore, but she has every right to be here.

Not like them.

Robin used to sit in the dark, just like this, when she was scared as a child. It was an all too regular occurrence. She does what she did then to try to calm herself down: crossing her legs, closing her eyes, then focusing on her breathing. Slow, deep breaths. In and out. In… and… out. At least it was only him who saw her, that’s something to be glad about.

It seems obvious now that she thinks about it – of course the visitors would come here looking for help – she’s just annoyed that they managed to catch her off guard.

Robin wonders what they must be thinking now.

This is hardly a normal situation for any of them, far from it, and she expects that the stress and fear must be starting to take its toll. Married couples always think they know their partners better than anyone else – especially when they have a couple of years under their belts – but that doesn’t mean it is true. Robin knows things about both of them that she is certain they do not know about each other.

She saw him looking at the rabbit on her lap, with a mixture of horror and disgust on his face. But Oscar the rabbit is her only companion these days. Like her, he is a creature of habit, and always tends to jump up on the armchair after his breakfast of grass, fresh vegetables, or – when the snow comes – tinned jars of baby food. At least he’s real, unlike the characters Adam Wright makes up inside his head and spends all his time with. Mr Wright is sometimes wrong. Robin will not be judged by these people.

She crawls towards the front of the cottage on all fours avoiding the windows. She needs to know whether the visitors have gone yet – there is so much to do and so little time. But they haven’t. Gone. So she slides down to sit with her ear against the sealed-up letterbox, still holding the rabbit, stroking its fur.

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