Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Jane stared out at the dark terrace. The air was still and the sky was dark and starless with thin clouds cradling the pale face of the moon. She was concentrating on the hunched, shadowy shapes of the hedges flanking the patio when the silence was interrupted by a small impatient sigh from her boyfriend. She jumped slightly and turned in her chair. The corner of her mouth curled up in amusement.
"Cor, scared me..."
Paul was slouching forward in the black metal patio chair, facing her. He grunted and shifted in his seat.
"I thought you said Peter would be here." Jane couldn't help but notice (even in the moderate darkness) Paul's brow furrow in concern.
"Well, he apologized in advance for being late. That was nice of him." She was glad that her brother