after her.’
Leda licks his hand and he leans over and kisses the top of her head, the soft patch between her ears.
‘Leda likes you,’ I say.
‘Leader?’
‘Yes, Leda. As in L-E-D-A. Jupiter’s thirteenth moon.’
‘Oh – right.’
‘It was found in 1974. The moon, I mean. I can show it to you if you like.’
God, I sound like a dork.
‘It’s a cool name.’ He pats her again, a bit more confidently this time. ‘Have you had her for a long time?’
‘She’s Blake’s. Like the car. Whenever he goes on tour, I get to babysit them. And I named her – obviously.’
‘Obviously?’
‘I like space.’
‘As in, outerspace?’
I nod.
Leda puts a paw up against Christopher’s chest and then paws at his glasses, so that he has to readjust them. Yeah, she definitely likes him.
Christopher shakes her paw like he shook my hand earlier.
‘Pleased to meet you, Leda,’ he says. ‘Officially.’
As I lean over and give Leda a stroke, my hand brushes Christopher’s bare forearm; electricity shoots through my body.
I notice Christopher’s cell light up; it’s been charging through the cigarette lighter. He grabs it and starts scanning through news pages. His breath goes jagged and he starts jiggling his leg.
I should ask him what’s going on, but I’m not ready to take in anything else right now. I want to get back on the road and drive. Focus on getting to the wedding. And anyway, if Blake’s turned up somewhere and is waiting for me to pick him up, he’ll call me.
I switch on the ignition and look across the road. It’s late so there aren’t many cars around. I pull out onto the road, do an illegal U-turn and then press down on the accelerator.
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