Chapter 37

“Are we there yet?”Craig mumbled.

Andy took his eyes off the road for a second and glanced to his left.Luke was asleep next to him,and it looked like Craig had just woken up.

“Another hour,give or take.”

Returning his concentration to the motorway,now almost empty of evening traffic,Andy watchedthe never-ending chain of orange-coloured street lamps flash by.The only sound,apart from the constant hum of road noise,was the radio playing softly in the background.It was his van and his choice of station,much to Craig’s disgust.Andy realised they were playing something slow by Ella Fitzgerald,one of his dad’s favourite singers.

When the song finished,he let out a contented sigh and momentarily tightened his left arm,which was around Luke’s shoulders.

“Those old songs,”Luke yawned.“They say it best,don’t they?”

“Thought you were asleep.”Andy was a little uncomfortable at being caught.

“No,was just resting my eyes.”

The radio announcer said the song was by Cole Porter.