Chloe pulled on her hat and jumped out of the car. They rolled the car to a stop on a grassy verge at the side of the road. She put both arms on Callum’s head rest, pulled herself forward and said, “I need the toilet.” Chloe sighed with frustration that they were still in the middle of nowhere. The odd sheep looked up as they approached. He flicked on the fog lights, throwing a long beam on the endless stretch of green. “It shouldn’t be too much longer.” Callum said as he turned his attention back to the misty road. Jake tapped the screen one last time then gave up and threw it by the gear stick. “You’ll start losing signal around here.” Callum wasn’t even watching the road. He pulled his phone from his back pocket, his hair falling forward as he scrolled through the newsfeed on Facebook and said, “Bloody thing keeps freezing.” ![]() Finally he looked back at Bethan, who was still asleep. Then he leaned forward, straining against his seatbelt. Jake fell back in his seat and breathed out, loudly. It was at times like this that she was glad Callum was the outspoken type. Chloe breathed a sigh of relief as the hissing and crackling finally stopped. “I’d give up on that if I were you,” Callum said. Callum was driving and Jake fiddled with the radio. Chloe passed the time by staring through the window, thinking. “Every time.”īethan slept through the journey to Cornwall, mostly. “Every time,” Callum put his head on the steering wheel. “Because if you are, I’ll move my car forward.” Before anyone could answer he said, “I’ll just grab my keys.” And then he walked off to his flower fronted house, waving to a dog walker as he went. “Are you going from here?” he looked down the street he thought he owned. He’d been watching them from the window all morning and Chloe already knew what he was about to say. “It’s only me.” Bethan and Chloe exhaled with relief. “Ahh I remember now,” Callum said, then he turned to Chloe and Bethan in the back and asked, “Who likes ghost stories?”Īn old man wearing a Dai cap stuck his head in through the window. “I’d better not say.” Jake stood back and observed the security of the surfboards before getting in the passenger seat. “No it’s not the pub that’s haunted it’s…” Jake was still sweating over the surf boards. “Trust you to know all about the pubs.” Callum opened the door and called to Jake, “What did you tell me when I booked that place in Cornwall?” Bethan and Chloe exchanged smiles.īethan said, “Never mind, Cal, there’s a pub not far from where we’re staying.”Ĭhloe rolled her eyes. “As long as no-one wants anything before we get there.” He wasn’t talking to anyone specifically. The boot instantly crashed down and Callum got in the driver’s seat. “Just slam the boot down on it, Cal,” he shouted. ![]() The car wobbled as Jake fitted the surf boards onto the roof rack. “I could remind him about all the crap he’s packed. “Yeah.” Chloe pulled off her red woolly hat and threw out her dark curls. “Is he still going on?” Bethan whispered. Callum forced the bulging suitcase into the boot of the car and said, “Did you have to pack so much stuff?” Chloe shrugged and got in the back seat.
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