Chapter 26: Unlucky for Some

0600 hrs Saturday 13th April 2019 27 Castle Road, Bury St Edmunds.

DAY 13

Molly’s heels drummed on my buttocks and her nails clawed my back as she heaved and convulsed beneath me. She shrieked as her climax engulfed her and bit my shoulder. There was a period of catching breath and heartbeats coming down to near normal before she spoke.

“That was utterly fantastic, Joshua. I think we are getting the hang of this lovemaking business. Practise does make perfect.”

“Yes, and I want to continue...”

“Not just yet, love. I’m too knackered.”

“I mean in future.”

“Yes, an hour or so should see us...”

“No, Molly. I mean in the future, when our life forces recognise each other.”

Her eyes widened, “You believe that one life force can recognise another?”

“Yes, if we go to Glastonbury Tor and make love on the ley lines it will educate our life forces to recognise each other in the future. Isn’t that what your parents believe, in fact, what all those hippy travellers believe?”

“Are you saying you believe it to be true?”

“Even if it’s not we will have a great time. If we spend a few days and nights making love on the ley lines it will be something to remember even if it makes no difference to what happens to our life forces in the future. But if it is true, then our life forces will meet again, and I really like to think that throughout eternity we will meet up again from time to time.”

She clung to me, her tears wetting my chest. “Oh, Joshua. I didn’t think I would ever be as happy as this in my life. Of course we will go to Glastonbury Tor.”

“That’s settled then. We can leave for Glastonbury on Sunday morning, spend two or three days there making love on the ley lines and on our way back to Bury we could call in at my parents in Barking.”

Molly looked at me, her face a mixture of joy, astonishment, and what was clearly love. She hugged me and kissed my bitten shoulder. “I thought I couldn’t be happier than I was a minute ago but I am.” She said and then kissed me hungrily, sucking my tongue deep into her mouth. Nature took its course and the Holy Grail was soon attained, twice in fact.

It was nearly 8 am before we recovered from our love inspired stupor.

“I will have to let Marcel know I will be away for three days,” Molly said, “and I need some new clothes if I am to meet your parents.”.She sat up in the dishevelled bed. “We can go into Cambridge today and get me some decent clothes.”

“You could show up at my parents’ house wearing a potato sack and they will love you.”

She grinned at me. “Let’s get up and have breakfast and then get to Cambridge good and early. I might even have finished shopping before lunchtime.”

“Now that would be something to write home about,” I said.

We showered together and enjoyed a swift, soapy, slippery shag before breakfast. Molly was singing to herself as she prepared cereal and toast, and I thought how breathtakingly beautiful she looked.

We left the house at 10 am. The plan was to drive to Thurston Hall for Molly to arrange her days off with Marcel. We would leave the Juke there and take the train to Cambridge from Thurston station, do our shopping and then have lunch, probably a late lunch, before catching the train back to Thurston to pick up the car at the Hall.

I got into the car and fastened my seat belt. Molly got into the driver’s seat but before she could fasten her seat belt I took hold of her hand.

“I love you, Morgaina Greenway,” I said. “I love you with all my heart. You are the world to me.” Her smile would have lit up Hades.

“Kushti,” she said, and then leaned across to kiss me. The windscreen shattered, and I was showered with crystals of glass and blood. Blood?

Molly lay slumped against me, blood flowing from her head.

“Molly!” I called out in alarm and surprise.

She opened her eyes “Denny!” she cried, and threw herself on top of me, knocking me sideways until my seat belt jammed. I felt her body jerk as if she had been kicked or punched and then an agonising pain in my side had me screaming. I tried to move but Molly’s weight and my jammed seat belt didn’t allow any movement and my twisting and turning only made my pain unbearable and I passed out.

1030 hrs Saturday 13th April outside 27 Castle Road.

DAY 13

I came to with blue lights flashing, my side throbbing, and a voice in my ear.

“OK mate, we’ll soon have you out of here.” A fire-fighter brandished a set of cutters. “I just have to cut through your seat belt.”