‘Hi, honey,’ he said, touching the top of her head. ‘Come on.’
He guided her so that his body was between her and Heroes, so that she couldn’t get a proper look. He turned to Heroes and beamed.
‘Thank you.’
She watched him with narrow eyes.
He pushed the door, imagining her picking up the phone and calling Carol at work.
Good luck, she’ll be in that meeting most of the morning.
‘Taxi.’
He was lucky, a black cab rattled down Abbey Mount just as they reached it. It was a sign, everything was going to be OK.
‘But I don’t understand,’ Annie said as they got in.
He spoke to the driver. ‘Waverley, please.’
Then he turned to her. ‘Put your seatbelt on.’
He leaned over, helping her insert the latch in the buckle. The skin of her hand was so smooth, a tactile memory jabbed him, holding t
