The Touch Of Ghosts: Writer's Cut (Alex Rourke) - Plot & Excerpts
“Hi, honey, it's me. Um, I thought I'd ring to ask you about the weekend. Susan's invited—” I hit 'call’ to disconnect and took another gulp from the generous glass of vodka on the coffee table. I wasn’t a drinker — more than once I’d wondered if I had been, maybe I’d handle stress better — and the stuff, all I’d been able to find in the house, wasn’t doing much for me, but this was the third attempt I’d made to replay the message and I figured I needed all the reinforcement I could get for what I had to listen to. For what I had to relive. Again. This time I made it through all of Gemma's final words, trying to keep my mind blank and not start dwelling on what might have been. Then there was the crack as the windshield went and I lost my nerve again. I went upstairs to rinse my face with cold water. The whole landing and half the stairs up to it were now immersed in frozen air. Whatever was causing it was getting worse. The steam as I exhaled twisted and swirled into half-glimpsed patterns and shapes which looked almost recognizable.
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