each arm, they dragged him to his front door.
‘Could you give me the key, sir?’ Pablo placed his keys in a hand that opened in front of his eyes.
‘Let’s leave him here, baby,’ said the boy. They’d brought him as far as the bottom of the stairs leading to the bedrooms. The girl said, ‘Okay.’
‘Let’s go,’ said the boy impatiently.
The girl said yes, she was just coming, and went further inside the house.
‘Let me just make him a coffee.’
‘Are you crazy?’
‘He’s okay,’ she said, moving dishes around the kitchen. ‘He’s just all alone.’
‘I’ll wait for you outside.’ The boy left.
Pablo crawled up the stairs, pushed open his bedroom door, took his clothes off and clambered into bed.
The next time he saw Kelly Jane was in the classroom. Pablo asked her to stay behind after class and thanked her for helping him. Their meetings had been very serendipitous, he told her: first in the station, then in his neighbourhood.
‘It’s nothing, sir,’ she said in English, waving her hand in the air.
‘Please thank your boyfriend for me, too.’
‘He’s not my boyfriend.’
‘Oh, isn’t he?’
‘No way,’ she grinned at him with that mass of yellowed teeth. They matched the bottle-blonde shade of her hair.
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