Tag: #Wheelofeight
Timon of Bath and London – The Bridal Suite
“I’d rather not be alone if I had the choice,” Timonthy said. Why he was reluctant to show any enthusiasm? Was it just to protect him from potential claims of being too pushy? No, although that was sometimes in his mind: he knew honestly it was because if he showed enthusiasm and then he was…
Conversations by the Fire Place
“What was it like travelling in the lorry?” he asked. He worried that it would remind her of sitting next to Will and being happy but being instantly commanded to be entertaining always had the effect of emptying his mind. “I really liked it,” Lizzie said wistfully. “The feeling of being above all the other…
The Night – Lizzie is trouble
He was trying very hard not to get his hopes up too much but as she said, it looked more likely than it had done in the last few days that they would find Stolid. No! He was trying to live in the present. His skin was warm next to the fire and his stomach…
Still the Hotel
“I followed my employer out there. I thought it would be an adventure,” Gerard laughed. “And I was running away from God. Stupid really, I ended up in his playground. Anyway I didn’t mean to dwell on that. I didn’t mind it while it lasted. At least there seemed to be a point to life.…
The Hotel
The only really out of place vehicle was Peter’s lorry but he walked as if he owned the place which made it seem alright somehow. “What are we doing here?” Timonthy asked confused. “I booked us in for dinner,” Peter said. “It’s alright here. I came here once with my wife. We had a nice…
The Journey
“Peter’s place is like a castle,” Gerard interjected into this void of contemplation. It roused them a little. “I can’t wait to see it,” Paris said enthusiastically. “I always get annoyed when I see castles without roofs being allowed to slowly slip into decay. I presume Peter’s castle has got a roof and is basically…
Going to Scotland
“Can you carry on bringing everything over? I’ll get inside and try to arrange everything so it doesn’t get damaged on the journey,” Will said as he saw them. They worked quietly and efficiently, aware of Peter’s eyes upon them. After a while he seemed to shake off the thought that was absorbing him and…
Peter Arrives
Lizzie and Timonthy exchanged looks of caution. Gerard’s leg pushed against Timonthy’s. He thought it was a warning until he looked at Gerard’s face and saw it was more of an unseen embrace. Perhaps he was feeling a little tense too and in need of reassurance. Lizzie and Paris were distracted by the new arrival…
Extract 27
“I think I would prefer Timon,” Paris said pursing her lips as if debating the matter internally. “Well, classical names are probably more popular now than they were when I was a boy,” Timonthy mused. “But you see it seemed apt, when Lizzie and I were thinking of names, that we picked something classical too.…
Extract 26
He came back and picked unenthusiastically at the remains of his dessert: some sort of uninspiring variant on a cheesecake. “Unusual stuff!” Gerard said. He had chosen the same although he had managed to finish his, presumably with the appetite built up after a day working hard in the garden. “Yes, I think I…