He looked into my eyes, waiting for an answer. What do I tell him?
“Come on we need to clean these scratches. Are you going to tell me how you got them?”
I followed him to the sink and stood silently while he dabbed my wounds with warm water. “So what happened, I saw you out there in the snow. Not exactly the kind of day to go for a walk. Did you fall?”
“Yes, at the end of the driveway. I heard a noise behind me and it made me jump. Lost my balance!” I said, relieved he’d put the idea of falling in my head. It wasn’t a lie. I did fall.
“What startled you?”
“It was snow falling off a tree branch, silly really, but I was lost in my thoughts.”
“You need to start paying attention or you’re going to hurt yourself.”
“I know, I have another book on my brain though. I was working out the plot in my head, walking helps me think.”
Les laughed. “Your mind is always somewhere else. Did you check the mail?”
“No, I didn’t”
“OK, I’ll do it now.”
I watched him walk along the driveway, wishing I dare tell him what really happened, but I couldn’t. He’d think I was imagining it, getting lost in one of my own plots. Sometimes I wondered if I was!
Standing on the porch I breathed deeply, inhaling the cold crisp air. Snow fell from the roof, hitting the ground in front of me, I didn’t jump this time.
Les walked back along the driveway, engrossed in the letters he was carrying, not noticing the snow whipping up behind him even though there was no wind. I held my breath as I watched the glistening mass take shape. It looked like a child, but disappeared before he reached the porch.
“Whats up? You look like you’ve seen a ghost!” Les said as he kicked the snow off his boots.
If only he knew!