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Run – Chapter 4
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”Okay! Okay! And you don’t have to be so grabby. I can walk just as easily as you can even in these fabulous kicks,”she referred to her black boots with heels so high one could easily imagine several ankle sprains in the making. Thankfully, there had been an inexplicable break in the rain just as they were preparing to go out for the evening, which Lauren took as a happy omen; but with her Russian upbringing and general distrust of sudden shifts in people and weather, Kenzi felt uneasy. She respected superstitions, gut feelings, things that went bump in the night. She felt caged in her skin, wanting to be able to rip it off and free the cold bones beneath them. Maybe it was nothing, or something. She decided to chalk up her discomfort not to a bad omen but to a promise to keep the evening strictly alcohol free, and Kenzi dismissed any sinister inklings that teased her senses.
Lauren looked upward, noticing the hint of stars and wisps of pink and lavender dappling the sky. When they had left their flat, the sky shimmered brightly with afternoon light. Dusk appeared briefly here, a clinical interruption between day and night, not at all like the warm, symphonic sunsets of the tropics; by the taint of this sky, Lauren knew it was nearly eight—and at eight o’clock the curtain would rise in The Haymarket and upon two empty seats in the front row of the Orchestra unless they got there in time. Why do the simplest things somehow get so difficult? The Great Wall of China would be easier to find at this point!
”Me think the doctor doth think too much!” Kenzi waved a hand over Lauren’s face. Without realizing it, they had progressed a block without Lauren having uttered a word. Just as Kenzi had earlier, Lauren experienced a mild and sudden sense of alarm. She became aware of a cold tingling in her belly and an urge to reverse course and run. Her mind began spinning through a catalog of probable causes when Kenzi’s voice interrupted the search.
”Are you going to tell me about this play, or not?”
Lauren cleared her head and spoke. ”Yes, okay. Hamlet. It opens with a ghost of a dead King, also named Hamlet.”
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Yes I was right chapter 2 and 3 are the wrong way around but still no biggie,Vex in hamlet ok ill bite but surely they will have herd about the dimise of pirripus , evony and rainer by now and can make there way home.