The Lightning Play
By Charlotte Jones
Jacklyn:
Have you got another one? I’m starving.
Sits
Its rambling does it to me – gives me a appetite. I love it, though – I mean normally wilder than this - but I like it like this – cold and a bit drizzly.
I think it’s such a magical time, Halloween. Intense. The gates are wide open and the dead can walk among the living! I love all that!
You’re Eddie aren’t you?
I heard to chatting to one of the others on the last ramble. You were talking about – well, it doesn’t really matter. I just felt like I knew you already – in a weird sort of way. I don’t suppose you’d even noticed me?
Im Jacklyn, by the way, but most people call me Jack.
So the thing is – I’ve got this really strong sense that you should – that we should – I know you probably think I’m a bit - I don’t normally do it this way round – but I felt like I should be a little bit brave and see if you’d like to take me out for a drink. No pressure! Just a one-off sort of thing. But if you don’t want to that’s fine.
Sometimes I'm just too open for my own good.
