‘A Conspiracy of Ravens’

Part Four

A Conspiracy of Ravens

My morning walk with the dogs: there is a figure jogging towards me on the beach, a small dog trotting at his heels. I turn to walk the other way.

“Kirstie!” Ben’s voice carries on the breeze. “Kirstie....”

I ignore him and keep walking.

After a minute or so, there is panting and Ben appears at my side, breathing heavily.

“Kirstie, please….”

Perhaps I should find another place to walk….

“…. We need to talk,” he says.

“I don’t think so. I saw your idea of talking.” I keep moving, stepping up my pace a little, doing everything I can to discourage the conversation.

“Please, Kirstie. Do you want me to apologise? Alright, I apologise. Is that good enough for you?”

I stop, turning to face him. “What exactly are you apologising for?”

His face falls. “I’m apologising for losing my temper as I did. It came as a bit of a shock, everything that you said, that Michael said.”

“And for threatening Charlotte?”

Now he reddens. “I wasn’t threatening her.”

up my mood, milling around me, jittery and

Ben. She tried to get away from you, but

have hit her.” He sounds

you should stand a little further away if you

he backs away. “You don’t really think that I’m the kind of man

wave around me, indicating the dogs. “What do I make of you, Ben? Even the dogs are reading you, your body language. They’re not happy. I barely know you, but quite a bit

for.” he snaps. “You screw around, and you admitted to fucking my brother

and everyone enjoyed

the sand. “You didn’t have to call the

didn’t do it. You heard James. He asked Francis to call them. If he thinks you’re a threat

at the sand with a toe, then, “Do you really think I

up to heaven. “I can’t believe that’s a serious question. Yes, I do. You’ve apologised to me, but I don’t think it’s me you should be talking to. I think you

won’t look me in the eye, instead staring out to sea. He nods, a sharp down-thrust

*****

home that evening, Ryan is waiting for me, sitting in

face lights up as

at all. I was passing, so I thought I’d

have. Coming

coffee is all I’m being

on cue, my panties

motions of putting water

hands resting on my waist, his face close to

the line of my jaw and down to my neck where he has placed his mark on me, his ownership; the velvet band I wear around my neck,

horny, are we?” I

smile of a fallen angel, “Oh, yes, and so are you. Don’t think I

I curve into

“I have a few

“Ideas?”

bedroom, he waits quietly while I draw curtains and

makes his

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