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children, they were cute.” He passes me the knives and forks. “They had teddy bears like the one you’ve got in your car. Do you like teddy bears?” He’s gazing at me from beneath his long, dark lashes. His eyes are unique; I’ve never seen anything like them. When I first saw him they were a mixture of brown and blue but they seem to change colour because now they are mostly a warm brown.
    “I love bears. I had lots of them. I had to leave most of them behind because I left in a hurry. The one sitting in my car I’ve had since I was born. My mum and dad got him for me.” Thinking of my mum and dad makes me sad and I don’t want to get all emotional in front of him. “I’m feeling tired Kayden. Perhaps I’ll see you tomorrow.”
    “Goodnight Savannah,” he says as he heads for the door.

 
     
     
     
     
     
    CHAPTER FIVE
    Savannah
     
    As usual I wake up early and wander downstairs in search of coffee. The sun is rising. The sky looks clear so I take my coffee outside to the bench to enjoy with a cigarette. Simon must have made it home last night because his car is parked next to mine. When I’ve drunk my coffee I’ll do some maintenance checks on my car. It’ll pass a couple of hours until Simon gets up.
    Tonight I get to meet his girlfriend. I wonder what she’s like. I don’t know what kind of women my brother is attracted to. We’re complete opposites so I guess I only need imagine the total opposite to what I’d go for. I like dark haired men who are a little rough looking. I’ve always been a sucker for an underdog. I guess the opposite would be blond, well-groomed and highly successful. Hopefully we’ll get along.
    Stubbing out my cigarette, I stroll over to my car. It looks different, cleaner somehow. I remember the paintwork had mud splatters. Maybe I imagined it. Opening the door the first thing I notice is the smell, a citrus cleaning fluid smell. My ashtray, which yesterday was overflowing with cigarette butts, is now empty. My gaze falls to the floor; the sweet wrappers have vanished along with the grass and mud that covered the mats on the floor. The stains have disappeared from my seats too. Someone has definitely cleaned my car. Did Simon do it when he got back last night? Perhaps he couldn’t sleep and wanted something to do. No. I’ve never known him to have trouble sleeping and as caring as he can be sometimes it wouldn’t enter his head to clean my car. That only leaves Kayden. Well, unless the cleaning fairies dropped by last night. My teddy is still sitting on the back seat so it’s definitely my car.
    I open my boot to get my foot pump. Attaching it to the tyre I can see the pressure is low and I’ll have to pump it up. I try to push the lever down using just one foot but it’s stiff and it isn’t budging. I try using my other foot but it makes no difference. Sighing I stand with both feet on the lever, it finally, slowly moves. I step off and then step back on again with both feet. It’s going to take me all morning just to pump up the tyres at this rate.
    “Can I do that for you?” comes Kayden’s deep voice from behind me.
    “Yes, if you wouldn’t mind,” I say, stepping off again. “It’s stiff and hard to push down though.”
    His lips turn up in a little smile and his eyes sparkle at me. He places one foot on the lever and pushes it down with ease, he pumps it with no problem at all, and ten times faster than my efforts. In less than a minute the tyre has reached the correct pressure and he moves on to the next one. He must have powerful legs. “Kayden, did you clean my car?” I ask as I get the oil and screen-wash from the boot. He’s now finished pumping up the second tyre.
    “Yeah, is it okay?”
    “It’s great, thanks. When did you do it?”
    “This morning.”
    “That’s really nice of you, thanks.”
    He beams at me, his beautiful eyes are shining. He helps me top up the oil and water. Simon will be up soon, so I put everything back in