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'Randolph?' I said. 'You okay?'
'Me?' he said, not looking at either of us. 'I'm fine. It's that tarty little bitchlet who's going to come to a sticky end – she can't talk to a man without wanting to add him to her collection!'
And he walked out.
'Is she all right?' I called after him, but all we heard was the door to their bedroom slam shut. We looked at one another and shrugged.
'Where were we?'
'I was telling you how I never dream about Landen the way I used to. We used to go to the really great memories we shared. We never got to – you know – but it was wonderful. At least I had some control of where I went when the "Sable Goddess" laid down her cloak.'
Gran looked at me and patted my hand reassuringly.
'You need to make her feel she's winning, Thursday. Lull her into a trap. She might think she is in command but she's only in your mind and you are the one who controls what you think. Our memories are precious and should never be sullied by an outside agent.'
'Of course – but how?'
'Well,' said Gran, passing me a chocolate she didn't like, 'it isn't Aornis up there, my dear, it's only your memory of her. She's alone and afraid too. Without the real Aornis here in the BookWorld she doesn't have so much power; all she can do is try and—'
The door burst open again. This time it was Lola. She looked
as though she had been crying. She stopped dead when she saw us.
'Ah!' she said. 'Is rat-face shit-for-brains in?'
'Do you mean Randolph?'
'Who else?'
'Then yes, he is.'
'Right!' she announced. 'I'll go and sleep over at Nemo's.'
She started to leave.
'Wait!' I said. 'What's going on?'
She stopped and put her hands on her hips. Her bag slid down and hung off her elbow, which spoiled the illusion, but Lola was past caring.
'I went to meet him for coffee after college and blow me if he's not talking to that little D-2 runt – you know, the one with the silly eyes and the stupid snorty laugh?'
'Lola,' I said quietly, 'they were probably just talking.'
She looked at her hands for a moment.
'You're right,' she announced, 'and what do I care anyway? They clearly deserve one another!'
'I heard that!' said a voice from the back of the flying boat. Randolph strode into the kitchen and waved a finger at Lola, who glared back angrily.
'You've got a nerve accusing me of being with another woman when you've slept with almost everyone at school!'
'And so what if I have?' screamed Lola. 'Who are you, my father? Have you been spying on me?'
'Even the worst spy in the genre couldn't fail to notice what you're up to – don't you know the meaning of the word "discretion"?'
'One-dimensional!'
'Cardboard!'
