The Wrong Right Turn
The Wrong Right Turn is the second instalment of the Mike Kaminsky story that started with The Prodigal Son. I wanted to find out more about Mike and, having left him and Bessie heading south, I wanted to make sure he got home OK.
I woke up aching and tired with the sort of tiredness that comes from too much thinking and too many miles.
I’d had a difficult few weeks. My mother had died and I’d missed her funeral. I’d returned to England and my father and I had spoken. Good words but words we’d almost left too late. We’d parted friends though, for the first time in our lives.
It had been raining when I left my father and the rain followed me all the way to the ferry. Normandy was drier and warmer but, by the time I got to Brittany, the rain threatened again and so I stopped and found a campsite where I set up my tent for the night.
I slept restlessly, with too many thoughts crowding my mind. I welcomed the dawn – time to do rather than think. I got dressed and walked into the village. At a cafe I had breakfast and read the paper. Bad news as usual, but other people’s bad news.
The Wrong Right Turn is published in Different Roads (due to be published in February 2010). To find out more, take a look at… Different Roads
