Chapter 8

Colin had been amazed and moved at the number of gifts he and Martin had been given—way too many to fit in their suitcases. Harry had promised to post them to Australia in the New Year.

Colin had noticed that close to the bottom of Martin’s suitcase had been a poorly wrapped box bearing a tag with Colin’s name on it. As the paper hadn’t been secured, Colin thought he should help Martin by rewrapping it. But in the process he’d accidentally seen inside the small box, the contents of which had been a folded piece of paper and a lump of coal. Unfolding the note, Colin had read, That’ll teach you.He’d put the box back where he’d found it and felt suitably chastened.

But Colin couldn’t wait any longer. So what if it was only half six. It was Christmas Day and he was excited.

“Martin?”

His partner continued to snore lightly.

Colin leaned over and licked at Martin’s exposed left ear.

Martin slept on.

“Shit!” Colin said under his breath. “Martin, time to get up.”