Chapter 29

“I can’t even do that properly,” Bryan wailed.

Somehow he remembered there was a second bottle of wine in the fridge. He found it, snatched it up and went running out the back door.

“Hey Bryan. Where are you going? Don’t do anything stupid.”

He heard Ben calling after him but the sound of his voice only made him laugh. Don’t do anything stupid? He already had. What a fool he’d made of himself.

He ran into the night, his hand clutching the icy cold neck of the wine bottle. Overhead wisps of cloud hung in the night sky, partly illuminated by a half moon. The night was still, broken by snatches of a strong breeze carried to the mainland by the ocean a few kilometres to the west. As he hurtled into the night his thoughts taunted him just as the boys in his class had done at school. All the hurts and disappointments came back in one overwhelming wave of misery.