the police. If the boy had come here to kill or kidnap me no one would ever get here in time to rescue me.
Horrified, I watched in slow motion as he walked right up to the back door, swung it open and waltzed straight into the kitchen. He nonchalantly placed his motorbike helmet on the kitchen table, along with what looked like a small, padded coolbag, without so much as a word or a look in my direction. âYou must be Suzy,â he said, brushing past me and reaching for the kitchen cupboard.
âWhat on earth are you doing?â I asked, my voice sounding more angry than scared.
âGetting a glass of water,â he answered without looking at me.
âYou canât just walk into my house and pour yourself a glass of water.â
Still without looking at me the boy sauntered over to the sink, standing only inches away from me. His arm brushed against mine as he reached over to fill his glass with water from the tap. âThis isnât your house,â he said.
âItâs my auntâs house,â I replied quickly.
He brought the glass of water up to his lips and took a long, slow drink. His light hazel eyes met mine. âI thought it was your auntâs husbandâs house.â
âI have no idea who you are,â I shot back.
âIâm Nate,â he responded, taking another sip of water.
âOkay, Nate. Who are you and what are you doing here?â I looked him up and down. âAre you the gardener?â
Nate shook his head. âDigging about in mudâs not really my thing. My aunt works here. Iâm just here to drop off her crystal ball for the party tonight.â He nodded at the bag heâd put on the table before draining the last of his water and putting the empty glass in the sink. He didnât even bother to wash it up. âMeredith said youâve been in hospital. You donât look sick to me.â
Brilliant, now complete strangers knew my mental health history. I reached up and touched my newly dyed hair, feeling suddenly self-conscious. âItâs actually none of your business but Iâm fine.â
âGlad to hear it.â He smiled. âWhen I heard Meredithâs niece was expelled from school, did a stretch in a head hospital and was now coming to town I couldnât help but be ââ
âExcuse me? A âhead hospitalâ?â I crossed my arms over my chest and glared at him. âJust who do you think you are?â
âWell, thatâs a complex question.â He grinned. âOne Iâm sure Iâll have the chance to discuss with you at great length over the next few weeks, seeing as weâll be seeing quite a lot of each other.â
I let out a small splutter of outrage. âWhat makes you think that?â
The boy crossed his arms over his chest, mirroring my body language. He gave me a slow, cheeky grin and my eyes momentarily rested on the dimples in his cheeks. âLook around the place, Suzy. Nothing ever happens in Dudley-on-Water. Trust me, youâll be bored senseless soon enough and wanting someone to distract you. I thought ââ
âI donât care what you think,â I said quickly. âIâm not interested. Iâm not here to entertain you, or make friends, or do anything else you might have in mind. I just want to keep my head down. Besides, Iâm only here for a few weeks, Iâll be gone before you know it. And by the way, I wasnât expelled from school. It just wasnât the right place for me.â
The grin slipped from Nateâs face as he studied me for a long, awkward moment. I held his gaze, determined not to be the first to look away. âSuit yourself,â he said eventually, shrugging. He turned to go and I smiled to myself in triumph. âLet me know if you change your mind. Tell Nell I said hello, and make sure she gets that.â He pointed at the bag heâd left on the kitchen table. âNice to