Chapter 19“Call me Simon,” said Simon, as they stepped out of the house into the evening light. The sun hadn’t quite set and the evening was still and peaceful. “You might as well.”
“Walter,” Kennett said. “Come on, we’ll go this way.” He shot Simon a look. “Or…do you want to drive? It’s a half hour walk down to Kingston.”
Simon gritted his teeth. “I’ll be fine,” he said. His leg was a bit better today. The pain seemed to come and go.
They walked down the lane in silence, shoulder to shoulder.
“You from round here, then?” Kennett…Walter said, eventually.
Simon laughed aloud. “That’s the best you can come up with?” he said.
“Just making conversation,” Walter replied, at his most phlegmatic. “Got to start somewhere, haven’t I?”
Simon smiled. “I suppose so,” he said. “Local born and br
