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The Lie. C.L. Taylor
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isbn 9780007544264
Автор произведения C.L. Taylor
Жанр Ужасы и Мистика
Издательство HarperCollins
“Kane was needed elsewhere. You looked so relaxed, I didn’t think you’d mind if I took over.”
Mind? Of course I mind. I haven’t had many massages, but even I know professional masseurs don’t just change over without informing the client, never mind the inappropriate touching. I should have requested a woman to massage me; I should have trusted my instincts.
“I have to go.” The smile doesn’t leave Isaac’s face as I wriggle out from beneath him and shuffle backwards, towards the door, my clothes pressed to my chest. “I … I have to go.”
Someone grabs me the second I slam the hut door shut behind me.
“Hear that?” Al clutches my arm and points further down the river, towards the third hut in the row.
Still pressing my clothes against me, I grab her hand and pull her away, towards the orchard, before she can say another word. She looks confused but willingly follows me as I run, the barren soil scratching the soles of my bare feet. When we reach our favourite hammock, I turn my back to her and pull on my bra, T-shirt and shorts, my eyes never leaving the closed door of hut number one.
“Daisy’s having sex,” Al says, pointing towards the third hut as I turn back towards her, “with Johan, that long-haired Swede – listen.”
All I can hear is cicadas chirping, birds singing and my heart pounding in my ears, but as I stare across the orchard, another sound reaches me. A man grunting and a woman shrieking and moaning in pleasure. I’ve heard the sound before. I heard it when Daisy and Al drunkenly slept together in my flat seven years ago (a one-off event none of us ever talk about). I heard it after I passed out on the sofa after a night of heavy drinking a few weeks ago, and discovered Daisy on the living room floor with the man I’d brought back.
“Al,” I say, “there’s something I need to tell you about my massage. Kane was doing it, but then …” She turns to look at me; her eyes are wet with tears. “What is it? What’s wrong, Al?”
She passes a hand over her face and shakes her head, but the tears keep falling.
“Al.” I clutch her arm. “What is it?”
“Did …” She clears her throat and takes a deep breath. “Did Kane tell you anything weird? Did he say anything to you about someone you’d lost?”
“Lost? What do you mean?”
“Isis knew about Tommy, Emma. She said his name.” She pulls away, runs her hands through her hair and takes a few steps towards the house, then turns back. “She was doing reiki on me, her hands cupped over my face, and I had my eyes closed and I could smell something warm and minty on the palms of her hands, and then she said his name – ‘Tommy’ – just like that. ‘You lost your brother Tommy.’”
Al’s brother Tommy died in a motorbike accident when he was eighteen and she was fifteen. It happened the day after she came out to her parents, after she’d been suspended from school for punching a girl who was spreading a rumour that Al was a dirty dyke who checked out Year 8 girls in the changing rooms. Her dad had flatly refused to discuss the matter, while her mum reacted with tears and recriminations, blaming Al’s lesbianism on everything from the ibuprofen she’d taken when pregnant with Al, to the fact that they’d let Al play with her brother’s toys. Al couldn’t deal with it so she packed a bag and caught the bus into town. Tommy found the note she’d left on the kitchen table when he got back from work, and went after her. He was hit by a car that was pulling out at a T-junction. Eye-witnesses said Tommy was driving over the speed limit and the driver didn’t see him until too late.
“Seriously, Emma. She knew everything about him. She knew about the motorbike. She knew how old we were. She knew his last words and about Mum and Dad arguing about whether he’d want to donate his organs. She knew everything.”
“Have you told anyone here about him? Maybe she overheard you talking to Leanne or Daisy.”
“No. I haven’t mentioned Tommy once. Not once. And no one knows what his last words were apart from me, Mum and Dad, and you guys.”
“Someone must have told her.”
“Who? I’ve never told anyone apart from you, Daisy and Leanne. Isis said that if you let go of all your worldly attachments, it opens up a channel within you that the spirit world can reach, and … and … Fuck!” She clutches her hands to the sides of her head as though she’s trying to shake the thoughts out. “She said Tommy was in the room with us. She kept saying his last words to me, over and over and over. I can’t stay here, Emma. This isn’t what I came here for. It’s not what I wanted. It’s fucked up. It’s too fucked up.”
I catch Al as she falls into me, and hold her quivering shoulders as she sobs into the crook of my neck. The door to the hut next to mine opens and Isis steps, blinking, into the sunshine. She catches my eye and smiles. I don’t smile back.
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