Chapter 24

“Yeah, mate, that’s what we say, but no, you weren’t being a sticky beak. It’s just…” Matt sighed.

“Sorry, Uncle Matt, it’s obviously none of our business,” Colin said.

The three drove in silence for a few minutes before Matt admitted, “I didn’t tell him.”

“Bruce?” Colin asked.

Matt nodded. “I chickened out.”

“Know what you mean.” Martin sighed. “I fancied Colin for ages before I dared to say anything. I thought it was better to stick with what I had, Colin as a sort of friend, delivering my groceries every week, rather than risk asking for more and probably being disappointed.”

Matt sighed. “Yeah.”

They soon pulled up outside a nondescript-looking motel.

“Jesus,” Colin said.

“What?” Martin asked.

“The name of this place,” Colin continued.

“I know, but the tourists love this sort of crap.”

“What!” Martin repeated.