Chapter 5
The next evening Paul hailed me as I passed his house. As we enquired about each other’s day, the state of the weather and the economy, I could tell something was on Paul’s mind.
“So?” I tilted my head and raised an eyebrow. I’d seen a guy do it in a movie, but I was sure he pulled it off a lot better than I did.
“We’ve booked a holiday.” Paul smiled.
“That’s great. Where are you going?”
“Gran Canaria. We fly on Friday from Manchester.”
“Wow, so soon?”
“Is that okay?”
“Of course.” I waved my hand. “I was just surprised at how fast things were moving. Sam’s welcome at our place anytime.”
“Our flight is really early Friday morning, so it’s up to you if you want to get up early on Friday morning or have him from Thursday evening.”
“Thursday evening’s fine with us. We gen
