Sparks Page 24
Sparks saw Jeff and Duncan, first as silhouettes bordered by sheets of light, then as waving stickmen, and then they were gone. And then…
OW!
NOT AGAIN!
OWWWW!
Sparks woke up. He was outside a large apartment block in a very sunny street.
“Excuse me,” he said to a woman passing with some dogs, “is this Australia?”
The woman looked at him and walked off.
Sparks got up. He took out the directory. He looked at the address. He went up to the apartment door and rang a buzzer. He waited.
Several thousand miles away, in North London, a young woman got out of a cab. She walked up to a small grubby door and rang the bell. She rang it six or seven times.
“Bloody hell, Sparks,” said Alison.
THE END
