Sunday 17 August 2014

Episode 10 - Chapter 98

 Fiona wakes early, several minutes before the alarm is due to go off, as has become her habit lately. A belligerent sun claws fiercely at the blinds, outside birds sing their joy at the marvel of a new day. Beside her, her husband snores into his pillow, sleeping the sleep of the just and satisfied.

“Let him sleep,” she thinks, “He deserves it.” Robert had come in late the night before, or maybe it was early this morning, muttering something about pot-holes at the museum. He'd barely managed to undress before collapsing into a deep stupor. For a moment Fiona wishes she could remember more, but he's woken her from a conversation with the King of the Sandmen, a conversation she's been eager to return to. “Never mind,” she thinks, “I'll just ask him later.”

After gently kissing his shoulder she rises, showers quickly, dresses and heads downstairs to the kitchen. As usual she arrives to find Raven sat at the table, a large glass of orange juice and steaming mug of coffee before him.

“Morning Boss,” he says when she enters, pushing the cup toward her.

“Good morning,” she replies, lifting the mug to her lips for a long, satisfying slurp. “What's on our ticket today?”

“There are reports,” he says uncertainly, “Of a Popular Misconception stalking the industrial estate.”

Another mouthful of coffee. “I'm sensing a 'but'?” she asks, pulling her jacket over her shoulders.

“These reports,” he tells her, reaching for the back door, “They're mainly from the wasps.”


“Oh,” is her only response, her heart sinking in her chest. It's going to be a difficult day, she can tell.

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