‘I haven’t decided yet,’ Ella said, a bit too sharply. ‘I mean, I’ve got to think about it.’
‘Are you doing it, Nath?’ Charlie said.
Nathan shrugged, exchanged a furtive look with Charlie and didn’t speak.
‘Are you not playing music at all now?’ Sam asked.
‘Yeah. I play down our local, The Giddy Goat. I’m there most Saturday nights, playing my own stuff.’
‘We’ll have to come and watch you, when we’re not playing ourselves.’
‘That’d be fun, Ella, wouldn’t it?’ Sam waited for Ella’s reply.
All Ella could think of, besides the dead goat was that shitty song. ‘Yeah. Amazing fun,’ she said, without any attempt to hide her contempt.
‘Come on you,’ Charlie said, putting his arm around Sam. ‘Let’s get you home. You’re supposed to be taking it easy.’
‘Nathan’s leaving too now, aren’t you,’ Ella spat.
Nathan didn’t acknowledge her comment, just wandered alongside Charlie chatting to him and Sam.
The four of them stood in the lane, Sam and Ella hugged, Charlie and Ella hugged, Nathan and Sam hugged, Nathan and Charlie did the handshake thing again. Nathan smiled at Ella, Ella glared at Nathan.
‘I’ll message you,’ Charlie said to Nathan. ‘Sort out a date.’
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