The Lost Child of Philomena Lee (Original Edition) by Sixsmith Martin

Author:Sixsmith, Martin [Sixsmith, Martin]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 9780230753211
Publisher: Macmillan Publishers UK
Published: 2011-08-10T18:30:00+00:00

After the show Mike didn’t hang around. He ran back to his room in Thurston Hall and threw himself, exhausted, on the battered sofa. It was 2 a.m. when he looked at the fluorescent green digits of his radio alarm and realized the woodpecker that had been bugging him in his dream was someone tapping at the door. When he opened it, still half asleep, he saw David and clasped him in his arms.

That first night was the most wonderful Mike had ever known. Minutes of frenzied lovemaking, hypnotic in their rhythmic intensity, alternated with the deepest, most perfect tranquillity as they lay on the narrow bed by the window staring in rapt amazement at the Washington night. Before dawn Mike pointed out the glimmering constellations with exotic names that a now-dead bishop had once described to him, and in the morning they went to eat blueberries in the window of the Port of Piraeus on 21st and M, hardly talking then both suddenly speaking at once and laughing at their own clumsiness. They refilled their coffee mugs over and over till an unspoken signal passed between them and they rose as one to stroll back with arms linked to Thurston and the bed of their love.

The day went by and night came; then another day and another night, and still they clung to each other. They ordered in food from the Kozy Korner up near Dupont and shut out the world. The blinds were down, the phone unplugged; they lived in a realm where time and life hung suspended in honour of a greater, stronger force. Now, David said, he understood how Kathleen Ferrier could sing so beautifully about being dead to the world’s tumult and living only in her wonderful heaven of beauty and love. Mike nodded and made a mental note to listen to Kathleen Ferrier’s album in the WRGW archives.

It took Mike’s RA duties to prise them apart. When the janitor knocked on his door to remind him about the hall’s freshmen welcome party, Mike shook himself as if the hoi polloi had stormed the temple.

David laughed. ‘OK, sweetheart, don’t worry about it. You look after your little boys and girls. I need to go visit my apartment and maybe even do some work, you know . . .’

He sounded so serene Mike could not believe this was the same guy who three months earlier had burst into his life in such nervous turmoil. But when he thought about it, it struck him that he too felt so much calmer now, more at peace than he had been for months. It was as if he and David had been filled with dangerous, sparking electrical energy that their coming together had somehow discharged and neutralized.

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