* * * *
Colin was in the electronics section of another department store, trying to decide which digital radio was most user friendly from a blind person’s point of view. None seemed completely right, but Colin was aware that Martin didn’t muck about when it came to buying presents, so he knew he didn’t have a lot of time to browse. Choosing one, he made his way to the music department and picked up a couple of CDs he hoped Martin would like. Colin was uncomfortable. He normally took his time when he shopped; even though he knew Matt was with Martin, he still didn’t like leaving his man for long, especially in such a busy place.
* * * *
“The Crissy lights are pretty,” Matt said when they had turned right into Regent Street. “Martin, they’ve strung them up above our heads and they stretch across the street.”
Martin nodded.
“They’re much better than the time they decided to use lasers instead,” Colin observed. “Those didn’t go down very well at all.”