Chapter 74
Chapter 4
“What’s wrong?” Paul gave Trevor an appraising look. “You haven’t been, uh, well, not yourself lately. You’ve not changed your mind about joining the cricket team?”
“No, I told you I’m not interested in the bloody cricket team!” Trevor snapped. It had been a week since the match, and Paul had managed to bring up the subject of him becoming the team’s spin bowler almost every day.
“Whoa!” Paul held up his hands. “So if it’s not the unmentionable game of willow hitting leather, what’s the matter? It’s not like you to be like this.”
“It’s nothing.” Trevor knew he’d spoken too quickly.
Paul raised an eyebrow, but remained silent.
The two were sitting at the breakfast table, Paul with his usual bacon sandwich. Trevor, not being hungry, had a cup of tea.
Paul’s continued silence and penetrating gaze unnerved Trevor, who squirmed in his seat.
“There’s nothing wrong.”
“Uh huh.” It was obvious Paul didn’t believe him.