QUOTE : I turned in my seat. Will’s face was in shadow and I couldn’t quite make it out.<br />‘Just hold on. Just for a minute.’<br />‘Are you all right?’ I found my gaze dropping towards his chair, afraid some part of him was pinched, or trapped, that I had got something wrong.<br />‘I’m fine. I just . . . ’<br />I could see his pale collar, his dark suit jacket a contrast against it.<br />‘I don’t want to go in just yet. I just want to sit and not have to think about . . . ’ He swallowed.<br />Even in the half-dark it seemed effortful.<br />‘I just . . . want to be a man who has been to a concert with a girl in a red dress. Just for a few minutes more.’<br />I released the door handle.<br />‘Sure.’<br />I closed my eyes and lay my head against the headrest, and we sat there together for a while longer, two people lost in remembered music, half hidden in the shadow of a castle on a moonlit hill.