7 Chapter 7

“I’m fine.” He pushed the sheltering arm down and stepped forward. “Who are you?” he echoed Rob. “What’s happening here?”

The drizzle lightened, and the silhouette became clearer as Matty’s eyes adjusted. The man was vomiting properly now. He had a plait of long hair falling over his shoulder. Matty took another step forward and whilst the man’s position didn’t change, it immediately became clear that the approach was unwelcome. He felt hands on his shoulders. “Don’t go any closer.” Rob’s voice was deep in his ear.

“It’s all right.” Matty wasn’t sure which of them he was reassuring. Rob, cautious and grounded; the vomiting visitor, or himself. Rob squeezed his shoulders and let go.

“Do you need help?” He stepped forward again and Rob followed him.