Happy Easter! Today is Good Friday and my newish YA mystery book has finally been discounted with 50% off. To celebrate this special offer I have included another snippet of this story of two teenagers constantly overshadowed by some watching eyes. I hope that you enjoy it and it might intrigue you enough to add it to your TBR list.
Having got around to arranging with the applications people to delay my Uni course until the next year, I met up with Max and Siobhan at the Hub for lunch. It wouldn’t be long until we were all separated as they went off to different cities, but I had a feeling we ‘d get the chance to go and visit them both, so I wasn’t that worried. I bought them both a milkshake and Siobhan asked Max about his plan.
“It’s simple. We break in one night…”
“How though?” I piped up.
“We go on our bikes, ditch them behind the hedge that surrounds the front garden. Just in case the cameras see us, we wrap scarves around our heads…”
“Me losing my scarf is what started all of this.”
“…and I reckon I could easily pick the lock to the conservatory at the back.”
“Since when have you known how to pick locks?” Siobhan said, with a grin.
“If not, we bash a little bit of glass away, wear gloves and make sure we don’t leave any signs that lead them to us. We know nobody actually lives there. It’s almost like a museum these days.”
The waitress dropped off the milkshakes and we all took big sips. I could feel the questions brewing.
“So how are we going to see?” she went on.
“Torches… I meant we can walk across the garden without light.”
“Moonlight only?” I said.
“Yeh, as long as we stick together and don’t knock anything over.”
Siobhan wasn’t impressed. “The place is scary as sh@#t. Are you telling me we have to walk around it in the pitch black?”
“No. Just till we get inside the building. Then we use torches,” he replied getting a bit touchy.
I knew we needed to do something. We couldn’t go on not knowing more about the place. I agreed that the time to act was now. As far as we knew, Bonita’s mum was the old man’s only child and whatever the situation was, we probably weren’t going to get another chance like this… to explore.
“Oh f*#k it. Let’s just go for it,” I said, trying to show Max that I had his back, even if I didn’t really know what I wasn’t getting myself into.
“Yeh, I’m up for anything. It’s a pretty sick idea. Just chancy,” said Siobhan, bouncing off my enthusiasm and deciding to go for the optimisation slant.
Changing subject, Max asked how I felt about my decision.
“Well, it’s done now. I doubt I’ll regret it,” I said in a matter of fact kind of way.
“I mean, I almost did the same thing. Uni is gonna break the bank for me,” said Max, frowning.
“That’s if we’re still alive by the time term starts,” Siobhan said, looking furtive.
“It’ll be fine,” I said, disguising my nerves. “We just stick together.”
“Glued man,” said Max, slapping my back. “We are glued together.”
“That sounds a bit too weird,” Siobhan sniggered.
I started to blow bubbles through the straw of the milkshake and snorted a bit as he whacked me again.
“You know it bro…and erm… sis?”
She snorted and I struggled to breath as I accidentally sucked some milkshake froth into my nostril.
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