Chapter 41

“What are you doing?”

“Pulling over so I can kiss your arse.”

“Idiot.”

Colin turned off the indicator and continued driving.

The music coming out of the in-car stereo pulled Colin out of his silent farewell to his adopted county. He reached over and pressed the track advance button on the CD player. “Enough!”

Martin chuckled. “Thought you liked Wham!”

“They’re all right, but Last Christmas five times in the past hour is enough to…” Colin struggled for the right term. “Turn me into a Jehovah’s Witness.”

Martin’s chuckle grew into a full laugh. “Well, I like Wham! I bet George Michael looks just like you.”

Colin shook his head. They’d had this discussion many times before. Martin pretended to get a crush on a celebrity, insisting whoever it was looked just like Colin.

Martin reached out and fiddled with the CD player’s buttons.

Colin groaned when the familiar thumping intro came out of the speakers.

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