New novel – Sorting the Future – Chapter 5 – Sam the dog.

Chapter 5 – Trouble at home

When Sam had turned up back at home howling at the gate it had set alarm bells ringing. Liz knew something was up. She let him in and he made a bee-line for his bed, curled himself up and whimpered pathetically. He never normally did that.

Liz was worried. Sam’s behaviour had unnerved her. When I did not appear in the next few minutes, that fear only grew deeper. In her imagination I had been attacked by some maniac who had planted an axe in my brain. Probably some Jihadi nutcase who was incensed at what I was putting up on my blog. She could picture me lying in a ditch down the lane with my severed head lying beside me.

But what could she do? She couldn’t go ringing the police. I’d only been gone a couple of hours. They would only, very superciliously, tell her to wait. They would not value the strange behaviour of a dog in the same way that its owners would. Dogs did peculiar things – they were dogs. To report someone missing because he was late back from taking the dog for a walk was laughable. To them even a few days was nothing. In police eyes people were as bad as dogs.

Liz decided that the best course of action was to simply go and find me. Twilight had set in now and the lane was a different, more foreboding place, in the dark. Liz’s anxiety was now firmly fixed on the more likely scenario that I had fallen over and injured myself or had suffered a heart attack and was now lying unconscious slowly dying. Every second counted. It was imperative that she found me quickly.

She rounded up the kids on the basis that there was safety in numbers, and the more of them there were the more quickly they were going to find me. She got another lead for the dog but Sam refused to budge. He felt secure in his bed and he was staying there. The last place on earth he wanted to go was anywhere near that back lane. It was no longer his favourite place. In fact he had decided that he was never going there again. He’d gone off walks altogether. So much for Sam the Wonder Dog – protector of the family.

Reluctantly Liz left him there. With great trepidation the family set off into the dimming light. It only usually took half an hour to get to the end of the lane. They figured that it shouldn’t be too difficult to locate me. I tended to keep to the path.

They were wrong.

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