“I don’t want to hear any excuses,” Stolid said. In that moment Timonthy suddenly realised something. Stolid was wearing the same casual grey tunic and trousers he had been wearing at the nativity play. Although they didn’t look as respectable as they had then with blueberry stains and creases spoiling the look. “Did you go to a nativity play today?” he asked surprised. “To be […]
There was a knock on the door. “Hello, are you decent?” It was Lizzie’s voice. “Come in,” Timonthy invited her as Koa gave him a wry grin. “Stolid said you were being checked out because you’d had a shock. I wanted to make sure you were alright,” Lizzie gushed. “I’m completely fit apparently,” Timonthy boasted, “better than I’ve been for years probably. Have you been […]
“Did he say why he wanted to go home?” Timonthy asked knowing it wasn’t the point but he had to say something, still looking at Gerald in the distance with a lump in his throat. “He said, he thought I needed a break. I was not happy apparently and he wanted to go back somewhere we had been happy, he said. I said that might […]
“Is it so bad?” Timonthy asked. “I mean he still loves you. You know Johnathon has many good qualities but he’s never professed to be perfect before.” Stolid and it was Stolid this time, whatever the veneer of his new character had added to him, stared at him blankly. Timonthy felt uncomfortable. He knew that he had been shocked by Johnathon’s admission because he had […]
“I’m not a youth,” Gerard protested. “Compared to me you are young.” “I’m not denying that I would prefer it if you were a younger man,” Gerard said solemnly. “But that can’t be, and it’s the ‘you’ that’s important, not your age. Yes, so Damon Ich is younger and beautiful, and could theoretically be any age he wanted to be, but he still isn’t you. […]
“You’re still here,” Gerard said. “Did you find some tea then?” Timonthy waved his cup in his direction without speaking. He didn’t want to appear uninviting but he wasn’t sure that Gerard’s presence was useful then. Johnathon and he weren’t solving anything though, just sitting around bemoaning fate: not even fate, just consequences. Also he was aware he needed to talk to Gerard about recent […]
“I’ll be there at dinner,” Peter said. “Doing my best to answer any questions that Gerard can’t answer. He’ll be more forthcoming now that he is no longer obliged to keep Stolid’s secrets. I’ve just got something I need to do first.” He disappeared before they realised and they stared at each other across the empty space. “He can travel wherever he wants,” Paris commented […]
“Is that enough Gerard?” Peter asked. Gerard shrugged his shoulders and Peter presumably took this to mean yes as they found themselves back in the quiet circle of grass surrounded by trees again. There was a silence. It was difficult to break, Timonthy thought awkwardly. ‘What could be said to sum up an experience like that?’ The light wind rustled the leaves of the heavily […]
[Tolerance, tolerance. Although it makes me sick to hear such thoughts….My son….He shouldn’t lounge around like that I suppose, although he thought he was unobserved. I can understand why anyone would notice the improvement in his looks, I wonder what he’s been up to. He seems to be yearning for his youth. Still to think such thoughts about my son… I never had this problem […]
“Would you like me to do that?” Peter said intensely to Gerard, and then receiving a nod, questioningly to Timonthy and Paris. Timonthy did not know what to expect but he allowed himself to be guided by Gerard. If Gerard believed this experiment would be alright he trusted that it would be, although he wasn’t totally sure where his loyalties rested. Was Gerard in on […]