Chapter 80
Out of the Window
They saw Wilbur putting down his novel in their London bedroom. He leaned over and kissed Maggie and she kissed him back and for a moment it was how it should always have been.
A short while away, down the track, Wilbur was in a grey suit in a phone box by the river in Newcastle.
He could see his wide eyes and open mouth as he held the receiver and put in another coin.
The Ghost remembered hearing the news. The news that knocked him off guard.
That Maggie had missed her period and gone to the chemist for one of the new, expensive home tests.
She hadn’t said anything until she had gone to the clinic for another test, and that was today.
Now it was official. They could start thinking of names for a baby.
‘Oh, Maggie, I’m so happy,’ Wilbur had said, and it was true. Yet strangely, as the view out of the window made clear, over the next few weeks he accepted every excuse or reason to not be at home.