Just got given this information by The Two Old Dears. The Shining Star is back on the move again. Leaving behind one safe house and travelling to another. The clink of glasses and sight of a Vodka bottle … many bottles. The Russian is bored with it all and heralds the move. He knows that watching forces are on his trail, for she is not the only one he is paid to hide. English is not his easy tongue, he struggles to communicate with her … he doesn’t try. He is just the driver and the hired hand. He watches the doors and the windows constantly. Checking they are locked. The land outside the room is bright. The room is cast in shadow by the curtains and the blinds. He picks up the phone and hears a distinctly Irish tone … Southern Ireland … below the border with the North … but not too far down. The child may cross water once more … into Europe but not as far as his home land …
15th September 2011 copyright Matthew James
