Chapter 30
The overnight train journey was quiet and uneventful. There seemed to be very few people travelling. Maria suggested they take advantage of the opportunity to sleep and they both slumped, exhausted, into their bunks. Frank stared at the lights flicking past the window and listened to the rhythmic chug of the tracks.
Jodie’s face came into his mind and he wondered what she might be doing at that moment. He remembered a snapshot, one of many, when she would stare at him with her mock pleading, brown eyes; the rest of her face covered by the duvet. It was always a signal to him to get her something, like a cup of tea or toast. Frank would always relent, playfully hitting her with the pillow as he climbed out of the comfortable sanctuary of their bed.
It had been over three month
