Shutterbug by Laurence Gough

Shutterbug by Laurence Gough

Author:Laurence Gough [Gough, Laurence]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Endeavour Media
Published: 2016-08-16T04:00:00+00:00


Chapter 19

A horn blared endlessly. Lewis, his bathrobe flapping in his wake, stumbled along behind Wayne as the foul-mouthed biker hurried outside to see what the hell was going on, and hopefully pound some thoughtless creep into something akin to mush.

April had parked the leased Jaguar at a rakish angle across the gravel driveway. Her boots were up on the steering wheel, and this accounted for the racket.

She lifted her feet off the wheel as Wayne, gravel crunching underfoot, stormed towards her. Into the choking silence he yelled, ‘Pull down your skirt, April!’

‘Don’t look, if it bothers you so much.’ But April demurely pulled her skirt down to her knees. She smiled past Wayne at Lewis. ‘Hi! Nice outfit! You look like a movie star!’ She peered more closely at him. ‘Oops!’

Wayne said, ‘You’re late. Where were you?’

‘Nowhere. At the Safeway, that’s all.’

‘Shopping,’ said Wayne heavily.

‘You are so suspicious! Yes, shopping! This really nice checkout boy in a cute red vest helped me carry my groceries to the car, and then he said he had an hour off for lunch, and would I like to spend some time with him, so we could get to know each other, or was I in a hurry to get home before my ice cream melted.’

Wayne slumped against the car.

‘How could I say no? I mean, I didn’t buy any ice cream.’

‘So, where is he?’

‘I don’t know what you mean.’

‘The checkout guy. Is he in the trunk?’

‘No! Certainly and absolutely not. How could you even think such a thing?’

Wayne jerked a thumb at Lewis, who stood shivering in a patch of sunlight.

‘That’s different. You know it is.’ April’s adorable little fist thumped the steering wheel. ‘That’s so unfair. You kept making hints. You as much as ordered me to go get him, for God’s sake!’ Wayne made desperate, inadvertently comical shushing motions all through her little speech. April had been checking her lipstick in the Jag’s rearview mirror, so she hadn’t noticed.

Lamely, a wary eye on Lewis, Wayne said, ‘Well, yeah. I guess you could say I encouraged you to go hunting. But I didn’t know you were gonna actually do it.’

Lewis said, ‘You told her to go and get me?’

‘Well, no. Not exactly. Not you in particular.’

Wayne took his time firing up a Marlboro. He said, ‘Don’t feel singled out. Nobody’s been picking on you.’

Lewis walked unsteadily over to Wayne and bummed a cigarette from him. He went over to the Jag and opened the door, leaned past April and plugged in the cigarette lighter.

He said, ‘I feel sick.’

She stroked his hair. ‘I just bet you do, you poor thing.’ ‘You’re late.’

‘I know I am, and I’m so sorry.’

The lighter popped out of its socket. April helped Lewis fire up his Marlboro. Smoke leaked out of Lewis’s mouth. Wayne said, ‘You better get back inside, Lewis.’

April’s jaw tightened. ‘First things first.’ She used the remote to unlock the trunk, waved Lewis out of her way and pushed open the door. Her skirt rode high up on her slender thighs as she eased out of the car.



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