Hugo seemed to retreat a little and she felt a bit guilty. There was a minute of silence. Just the crunch of their feet in the snow.
They were nearly back at the accommodation, the others not too far behind them. But then, he said it.
I am like you, Nora. I visit lives that aren’t mine. I have been in this one for five days.
But I have been in many others. I was given an opportunity – a rare opportunity – for this to happen.
I have been sliding between lives for a long while.
Ingrid grabbed Nora’s arm. “I still have some vodka,” she announced as they reached the door.
She held her key card in her glove and tapped it against the scanner. The door opened.
“Listen,” Hugo mumbled, conspiratorially, “if you want to know more, meet me in the communal kitchen in five minutes.”
And Nora felt her heart race, but this time she had no ladle or saucepan to bang.
She didn’t particularly like this Hugo character, but was far too intrigued not to hear what he had to say.
And she also wanted to know if he could be trusted. “Okay,” she said. “I’ll be there.”
Expectation
전체재생
다음페이지
문장검색