Alexander Monroe lives in Grasspatch, a town so small, the founders couldn’t even be bothered thinking up a proper name for it. He works at the newsagency/post office, where his duties include ordering newspapers and magazines, printing Lotto tickets, and delivering the mail. One morning he has to deliver a parcel to the mysterious Mr Christian O’Neill, who lives in an oddly-shaped mansion on the outskirts of town. Not much is known about Mr O’Neill, although there is certainly an abundance of rumours -- a faded rock star, a media-shy actor. Alexander can’t wait to find out the answers for himself. Rather than being odd, Christian turns out to be the most interesting person Alexander has ever met. In fact, he asks to come back, and with each consecutive visit, he learns more and more about Christian, and about the power of the mind and the wonders visualisation can bring. But even as Alexander learns how to get what he thinks he wants, he loses Christian. Is it too late to find him again? And if he does, will what they had still be there?

Cool Blue

He lay on the bed for another ten minutes, drifting in and out of a slumber brought about by jet lag and signing books. He wondered how Christian had changed. Or if he had changed. They were both in their thirties now. The years since meeting Christian had taught him much and there was much he’d had to learn. There still was. It was the one thing about life that he found truly magical—the more he learned, the more he discovered there was to learn. An open mind with a thirst for answers was never completely quenched.


The sound of the telephone tore through his musings, wrenching him into action. 


The red LED numbers on his alarm clock said six-thirty. He had an hour to get ready and get to the theatre in time to hear Christian speak. He showered, brushed his teeth, and dressed. He moussed his hair and squirted some Armani Code into his hands and patted the cologne onto his face.


Chapter 32