Witch in Winter by Ruth Warburton

Author:Ruth Warburton [Warburton, Ruth]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 9781444904727
Google: u20CPB1eYusC
Amazon: 1444904698
Publisher: Hachette UK
Published: 2012-01-02T00:00:00+00:00

I didn’t see him again that night, and at breakfast we discussed progress on the bathroom and pretended that nothing had happened. It was all very English. But Dad hadn’t forgotten, I could see that, from the wariness in his eyes and the way he looked at me when he thought I wasn’t watching.

My tiredness and the row with Dad had taken my mind off Seth for one night, but on Sunday I had nothing else to worry about, except some stupid essay I hadn’t finished, and I spent a sleepless night, dreading seeing Seth in Maths the next morning. What would he say? Would we still sit together or would he find some way of getting out of it? The way he’d looked last night I wouldn’t have put it past him to change his name to the opposite end of the alphabet by deed-poll, or drop the A-level altogether, if that was what it took to avoid me.

I needn’t have worried. When I turned up, my mouth sour with too much coffee and too little breakfast, his seat was empty. It was empty in History too, and again the next day. I moved from class to class like an automaton, shunning conversation, sitting by myself at breaks, sleepwalking through the days, then tossing and turning at night.

First June, then Liz tried to talk to me, but my curt replies to their questions and my cold, closed face soon had them returning, baffled, to their crowd, shrugging their shoulders at my odd mood. No one tried again after that.

There’d been a coolness between us since the sleepover at my house anyway. Maybe it was embarrassment over what had happened. Maybe it was mystification or resentment at the way Seth had fallen at my feet. Whatever – they were still perfectly pleasant, but I got the sense that they’d let me do the running for a while, and while things had still been so complicated with Seth I’d let it slide, promising myself that I’d make it up to them afterwards, when things were sorted out. Now, my reserve seemed to be the last straw, and I was left alone.

They weren’t the only people withdrawing from me. More and more I found myself alone in lessons. Sometimes the motive was obvious – all Caroline’s friends avoided me studiously, which ruled out half the girls. But the reason behind the boys’ aversion was more mysterious. Very often there was a seat free beside me and some boy would hasten over, only to think better of it and back away. Once I was even talking to some guy in the dinner line when his friend walked up and nudged him. He seemed to recall something he’d forgotten and with a muffled, ‘Oh,’ made poor excuses and melted away. I tried not to care – but it was impossible not to feel hurt. Invisibility, I could have coped with. I didn’t mind being overlooked, in fact there would have been a sort of

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