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It was so late that it was almost daytime. It was so late that all the stars had gone out. It was so late that it was unimaginable to start again. Yet that was what he was going to do. After so long he had finally solved the equation. He'd check again and then ring the chief, that was the thing to do, then it could be released to the world. A new immutable physical law had been discovered, his law. He'd call it Angus's Law of Obdurate Requisiteness. He picked up his pencil and put soft lead to paper again.
The very thought that there was no-one out there made her shudder. That she was all alone,no-one else would ever converse with her again. She was an outsider because of the choices she made. If she could review she'd still change nothing. She shrugged and continued to scrape up the radioactive dust.
Often she had felt it, that tingle, the delicious wondering, anticipation of a forbidden taste, touch or other indulgence. But always the Spartan within her had resisted, but not today, today she was going to GIVE IN to it, it would be a day she would always remember, the day that she took the first step towards true happiness, through abandonment of the rules, complete disregard for structure, order and convention.
It was the end really, the end of what they all knew about. The competition from the far east was too much, the younger generation was looking elsewhere, the pace of life left no time. It was time to move to digital only, time to embrace the www and the hand held. He sealed the last box and walked out, shutting the door behind him. His father's business; now just an economic statistic.
it was still there curling itself around her legs. She felt its silky tail, sinuous body and small wet nose. The man on the opposite side of the table was telling her very serious things about her financial future and she couldn't concentrate becuase of that cat.
it was his one last chance. He just needed the right numbers....His brothers birthday, his age, the numbr of his flat, the amount of money in his pocket, the number of people in the shop and the number of steps up to here, that would do. He handed in the lotto slip and crossed his fingers.
Well it was as if it happened yesterday. There I was standing outside the station at midnight and he wasn't there. I'd driven all the way to Gatwick to meet him and missed him at arrivals. Then I'd driven back North in a hire car cos I knew he would be on the train - now at York Station I missed him again. It was nearly 20 years ago and I'm still traumatised.
He gripped the glass, rolling the amber liquid round. This would be his last, he had promised Ella and she really would leave him this time if he didn't keep his promise. He lurched to his feet and, breathing hard, he threw the glass and its contents into the fire, creating a massive whoosh of flames. There. It was done.
It was a long way and on the map it had looked so short. They toiled up hills that were filled with smow and eventually they reached the border. Well, it was the border on the map, but there was no evidence on the ground. They moved on a few yards and then hugged each other. They were free!
There were three, right in front of her. Hugo seeemd to gather himself up and then launched. It was like flying, being borne away by the breeze. It felt right, her and Hugo as one, their bodies operating as a whole.
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