Chapter 40
I have a night and morning in Samantha’s company to consider my fate. Am I destined to wander this earth, being passed from Human to Human, performing for an increasingly long list of Readers? Adventure is exhausting.
Here I am, being packed yet again. It’s the downside of a nomadic existence. I just get used to Rob, and he passes me to Michael. Then, after I’ve given him some of the best weeks of my life, he passes me on to Samantha. I’m the literary equivalent of a hot potato.
Samantha tucks me in the side of her purse, leaving half my cover poking out. With a suitcase trailing behind us, we walk past a Union Jack, hanging motionless under a block-long, five-story white building.
I’ve seen the Tube and the streets of Soho, the Houses of Parliament and the Thames. I’ll neve
