65. The Voice

‘Sir..?’ It was Miriam knocking on his door.

‘What is it?’ he asked her, raising his head up to face the door, still half trapped in his maze of unanswered questions.

‘I brought you dinner, sir,’ she answered in a low voice.

He withheld his response for a while, then said, ‘Bring it in,’ he mumbled the answer from his lips like each word had the potential of causing a toothache.

There was the turning of the doorknob then she came in, a big silver tray in her hands. She pulled a small table from beside his mirror and put it in front of him and then she placed the tray on it.

‘I thought I did tell you there was food where I was going?’

‘Of course you did, sir, but I just thought there would not be enough.’

He sighed, ‘Very well then.’

She curtsied and headed for the door.

Brendan.’

He chuckled, ‘That’s a surprise.&rsquo
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