It’s only the best man, slumped against the wall of one of the outbuildings. “Who’s there?” His voice sounds slurred and hoarse. “It’s me,” I say. “Aoife.” “Oh, Aoife. Come to tell me it’s time for lights out? Time to get into bed like a good little boy?” He gives me a crooked grin. But it’s a halfhearted affair, and I think those are tear tracks that catch in the beam. “It’s not safe for you to go wandering around the outbuildings,” I say, all practicality. There’s old farm machinery in there that could cut a person in half. “Especially without a torch,” I add. And especially when you’re as
It’s only the best man, slumped against the wall of one of the outbuildings. “Who’s there?” His voice sounds slurred and hoarse. “It’s me,” I say. “Aoife.” “Oh, Aoife. Come to tell me it’s time for lights out? Time to get into bed like a good little boy?” He gives me a crooked grin. But it’s a halfhearted affair, and I think those are tear tracks that catch in the beam. “It’s not safe for you to go wandering around the outbuildings,” I say, all practicality. There’s old farm machinery in there that could cut a person in half. “Especially without a torch,” I add. And especially when you’re as drunk as you are, I think. Although, oddly enough, I feel as though I am protecting the island from him—rather than the other way round. He stands up, walks toward me. He’s a big man, drunk and more besides—I catch a sickly sweet vegetable waft of weed. I take another step away from him and realize that I’m gripping the poker hard. Then he grins, showing crooked teeth. “Yeah,” he says. “Time for Johnny boy to go to bed. Think I had a bit too much of the old, you know.” He mimes drinking from a bottle, then smoking. “Always makes me feel a bit off, having too much of both together. Thought I was fucking seeing things.” I nod, even though he can’t see me. So did I. I watch as he turns on his heel and lurches his way toward the Folly. The forced good humor didn’t convince me for a second. Despite the grin he seemed caught between miserable and terrified. He looked like a man who had seen ...
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Johnny has hidden secrets fro.m the past that we have yet to discover.
Could he possibly harbor mental helth issues that hold him back?
Bipolarity? Schizophrenia?
While he is away for Will and Jules' wedding, he consumes copious amounts of alcohol (and some weed mixed altogether) to hide hidden regrets.
OR!!!!
Aoife and Freddy could both be hiding something; the hidden controls that set everything to transpire.
