Chapter 10

Running into the front room, I buried my face in the overstuffed cushions on the sofa. I wailed out my anguish, stupidity, and deep sense of sadness that my hoped-for dreams of building a life together with a beautiful, redheaded copper had come to naught.

“Why, Liam? It’s not fair…it’s just not fucking fair. I love you, I’d have made you as happy as any man could ever wish to be. I would have adored you, cherished you, and put you up on a pedestal and worshiped you.”

I ran the full gamut of emotions, from sadness to anger, from relief that at least he now knew, to resignation that I was still alone in the world.

I switched on the radio, hoping to find some music that would allow me to escape and lose myself. My favourite classical station was playing an excerpt from Verdi’s Requiem. That didn’t suit my mood, so I retuned to the local all news station.