Silent Children by Ramsey Campbell

Author:Ramsey Campbell
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Ramsey Campbell
Published: 2010-11-07T18:45:49+00:00

if Ian jumped up he was almost certain that he could trap the man with the refrigerator door. "Charlotteea8he said, desperately, aloud. "You as wellea8she told him, and pinched her lips together. She meant she wouldn't flee without him. He'd made her run away when he didn't want her to, and now he couldn't make her when he did. He was trying to think past the tangle of his admiration and frustration when Woollie swung toward her. "Let's be hearing from you, love. It's not much of a choice." "Orangeea8she said, andwitha politeness Ian found dismayingly grotesque, "please." "That's what I'd have given youea8Woollie said, and stood the carton with its gaping beak in front of her. "We don't want you crying the other stuff's too sour." "Please may I have a glass?" "Better do without. Could be dangerous.8He shut the refrigerator and paced to stand between her and the hall. "Get it down you, only not so fast you start coughing. Remember we don't want a row." He was staring a warning at Ian, who could only watch as Charlotte raised the carton to her lips and swallowed twice, and once more. She released a small terse gasp before Planting the carton on the table with a thud. Though it wasn't loud, it was why Woollie's voice grew harsh. "Take Your turn, son. Nobody wants you deciding you'd like a drink after we're back upstairs." Ian took hold of the frigid carton. A glass would have been a weapon, but so was the juice-it could sting Woollie's eyes, it might even blind him long enough for both his captives to escape. As if sensing Ian's thought, Woollie stepped close behind Charlotte and began to run his fingertips UP and down the outline of the knife. "Knock it back, son. Can't be much for you to finish." There was little more than a mouthful, but Ian took less than that while be strained to think. If he opened the refrigerator and left it open, might Woollie head for it? He was

RAMSEY CAMPBELL halfway to standing up when Woollie said "What do you reckon he's thinking of doing, Charlotte?" "Putting this awayea8Ian told him. "Nothing to put, we both know that. There's been too much light around here as it is. Chuck it in the bin." The bin was full of glass. Ian didn't know how he would use it, he didn't want to think about it yet-he had to ensure Woollie neither saw nor heard him conceal a piece in his fist. He moved in front of the bin and was resting his toe on the pedal-holding his breath as if to show the contents of the bin how silent they must be-when Woollie said in a voice like a protracted mirthless laugh "Just stick it on top of the lid, son. Bin's full, and we don't want anybody getting hurt on all that glass." Ian let the lid drop, jarring a muffled tinkle out of the bin. He dumped

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