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Casualty isn't mine blah blah blah...

"I wasn't always miserable"


Sam

I had to protect Dylan from that man but afterwards I just didn't have the energy to do anymore. I went and sat by Marston. I thought I heard someone by the door but by the time I looked there was nobody there.

By the time I go home the ED is completely deserted except from a few night shift workers. I set off walking; I don't actually know where I'm going. Street after street I wander, I walk along the canal the gentle lapping of small waves is very relaxing.

There are a few little boats here on the canal. Some of them look quite homely others more industrial. There is a dog walker up ahead, he turns into one of the boats but looks back down the street towards me. I can't see who he is but he seems a bit startled by my presence. I keep walking but as I draw closer I realise that I am actually looking at Dylan. I try to pretend I haven't noticed but he stops me, catching my wrist.

'I really wasn't always miserable,' he starts, 'I was actually quite happy. I just hate their prying. I would like my private life to stay well, private.'

'They will talk. Let them,' I say, 'The interest will die down eventually.'

'You look tired. Come in for a minute, I could give you a lift home.' I hear him offer.

'That would be nice thanks.' I say, too tired to actually think about it much.

I recognise some of the furniture in his house from our old one. I settle on the sofa waiting for him to feed Dervla and grab his keys...