An Air That Kills (2002)
“But this time there he was – Charlie Meague in the flesh, taller and broader than he was in memory, perhaps less graceful, but still Charlie.
She murmured to Jane: ‘Why don’t you make us a cup of tea? I’ll serve this one.’ Charlie glanced round the room, meeting the stares of the regulars. Gloria did a quick calculation. As far as she knew there was no one here tonight who would recognise him. Unfortunately it wouldn’t be easy to talk: there were three men leaning on the bar, flies round the ho...ney pot, and Harold was listening to the radio in the back room.
Charlie moved towards her. In the old days he had been a wonderful dancer. He looked tired.
‘Evening, stranger,’ she said smoothly, for she had rehearsed her opening lines several times. ‘Haven’t seen you for a while.’ ‘Long time, no see. Large whisky and a pint of best.’ The other men at the bar had stopped talking and were assessing Charlie as a possible rival for Gloria’s favours. At any other time their behaviour would have amused, even flattered her.MoreLess
She murmured to Jane: ‘Why don’t you make us a cup of tea? I’ll serve this one.’ Charlie glanced round the room, meeting the stares of the regulars. Gloria did a quick calculation. As far as she knew there was no one here tonight who would recognise him. Unfortunately it wouldn’t be easy to talk: there were three men leaning on the bar, flies round the ho...ney pot, and Harold was listening to the radio in the back room.
Charlie moved towards her. In the old days he had been a wonderful dancer. He looked tired.
‘Evening, stranger,’ she said smoothly, for she had rehearsed her opening lines several times. ‘Haven’t seen you for a while.’ ‘Long time, no see. Large whisky and a pint of best.’ The other men at the bar had stopped talking and were assessing Charlie as a possible rival for Gloria’s favours. At any other time their behaviour would have amused, even flattered her.MoreLess
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