said, ‘enough, enough now’ and then he walked away. I know in that film, she came after him and it was all so wonderful, but I don’t think I can do that bit. I’m truly sorry. I’m asking you to walk away now Robert, please.”
For the first in a long time Page was sobbing uncontrollably. He felt as though a hood had been put over his head, he was being dragged into a dark place and was being smothered, yet there was no one to fight off. He lifted his empty glass and hurled it at the wall. He flinched as the glass smashed and rebounded towards him in shards of a thousand pieces.
He was unable to take in or process what she had written. How could she do this after all she had said to him? How could he exist without her? He saw a shard of the broken glass on his bed and stared intently at his wrist. Lifting the glass he pressed the sharp edges against his skin.
Having cut into one wrist and with blood flowing freely from the wound, Page’s head began to spin. As his gazed dropped he saw his tears falling onto the blood on the bathroom floor, making small patterns. And then he thought of his children. To this point in his life they had been his heartbeat and his reason for living. As he cried even harder he put the glass shard down and slumped against the wall. Reaching for his phone he called an ambulance.
#
Apart from an uncomfortable chance meeting three years earlier, and his occasional drunken texts, Page had no more contact with her.
#
After Lucinda, there had indeed been others, not just at work or in bars but through internet dating, and everywhere else that someone desperate to be loved chooses to search.
In the end Page simply gave up. He was becoming a caricature of himself, his life experience diluting into mediocrity… It was time to stop. He still loved his job, he still had friends and whilst out for dinner one night he even confided in his closest friend that he wanted to end all the hurt, once and for all
Love was destined to avoid him forever, he thought. For all his books and his music, the poems and the plays, he thought he knew what love was. He was going to be one of those who reached out for love but could never hold on to it.
It was time to let go.
Page went home and poured himself a large Bushmills. He logged on to his computer and proceeded to delete every dating agency account, every message from his phone and cleared out all his old emails. He was determined to exorcise every one. He stopped deleting as he reached his final message.
It was an email from a female politician asking for help in securing a Royal visit to her constituency. He glanced at her name, meaning nothing to him he typed it into google and clicked search.
“ Oh fuck !” said the voice, as her image appeared, “ not again. ”
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About the Author
Born in Belfast in 1965 Michael has spent the majority of his career in the UK government. He has spent the last ten years as an advisor specialising in Irish politics. Now settled and happily married (to a politician!) Michael has created the character of Government Adviser Robert Page and Ghost gives readers a first glance into the life of this troubled character. Page is of course based on Michael’s own experiences with a healthy dose of fiction added to keep the plot moving along nicely. Ghost is essentially the story of an affair from a man’s point of view. When the man is as complex as Robert Page then you can be sure that this story is like nothing you have read before.
Other books by Michael Cameron
Ghost is in the first in a series featuring the character Robert Page, more to follow soon…
Connect with Michael Cameron
You can find me here:
Friend me on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/michaelcameronwriter
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For the first in a long time Page was sobbing uncontrollably. He felt as though a hood had been put over his head, he was being dragged into a dark place and was being smothered, yet there was no one to fight off. He lifted his empty glass and hurled it at the wall. He flinched as the glass smashed and rebounded towards him in shards of a thousand pieces.
He was unable to take in or process what she had written. How could she do this after all she had said to him? How could he exist without her? He saw a shard of the broken glass on his bed and stared intently at his wrist. Lifting the glass he pressed the sharp edges against his skin.
Having cut into one wrist and with blood flowing freely from the wound, Page’s head began to spin. As his gazed dropped he saw his tears falling onto the blood on the bathroom floor, making small patterns. And then he thought of his children. To this point in his life they had been his heartbeat and his reason for living. As he cried even harder he put the glass shard down and slumped against the wall. Reaching for his phone he called an ambulance.
#
Apart from an uncomfortable chance meeting three years earlier, and his occasional drunken texts, Page had no more contact with her.
#
After Lucinda, there had indeed been others, not just at work or in bars but through internet dating, and everywhere else that someone desperate to be loved chooses to search.
In the end Page simply gave up. He was becoming a caricature of himself, his life experience diluting into mediocrity… It was time to stop. He still loved his job, he still had friends and whilst out for dinner one night he even confided in his closest friend that he wanted to end all the hurt, once and for all
Love was destined to avoid him forever, he thought. For all his books and his music, the poems and the plays, he thought he knew what love was. He was going to be one of those who reached out for love but could never hold on to it.
It was time to let go.
Page went home and poured himself a large Bushmills. He logged on to his computer and proceeded to delete every dating agency account, every message from his phone and cleared out all his old emails. He was determined to exorcise every one. He stopped deleting as he reached his final message.
It was an email from a female politician asking for help in securing a Royal visit to her constituency. He glanced at her name, meaning nothing to him he typed it into google and clicked search.
“ Oh fuck !” said the voice, as her image appeared, “ not again. ”
###
If you enjoyed this book please review it at Amazon and rate it on Goodreads.com
Thanks!
About the Author
Born in Belfast in 1965 Michael has spent the majority of his career in the UK government. He has spent the last ten years as an advisor specialising in Irish politics. Now settled and happily married (to a politician!) Michael has created the character of Government Adviser Robert Page and Ghost gives readers a first glance into the life of this troubled character. Page is of course based on Michael’s own experiences with a healthy dose of fiction added to keep the plot moving along nicely. Ghost is essentially the story of an affair from a man’s point of view. When the man is as complex as Robert Page then you can be sure that this story is like nothing you have read before.
Other books by Michael Cameron
Ghost is in the first in a series featuring the character Robert Page, more to follow soon…
Connect with Michael Cameron
You can find me here:
Friend me on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/michaelcameronwriter
Follow me on
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