One Night Only (125 page)

“Wh
o
ha
s
soul?
”
cam
e
a
voice
.

“
W
ell
,
loo
k
wh
o
i
t
is!
”
sai
d
Gina
.
“Th
e
dea
d
ha
s
arisen!”
Rut
h
slowl
y
revive
d
fro
m
he
r
slumbe
r
an
d
th
e
very
sigh
t
o
f
he
r
lightene
d
th
e
mood
.
Poll
y
brok
e
int
o
a
smile.
Sh
e
wa
s
gla
d
tha
t
Rut
h
wa
s
awake
.
Sh
e
neve
r
,
ever
though
t
sh
e
woul
d
se
e
th
e
da
y
whe
n
sh
e
wa
s
gla
d
t
o
hear Rut
h
Monaghan
’
s
voice
.

“What
?
Wha
t
ar
e
yo
u
tw
o
talkin
g
about
?
An
d
where
’
s
th
e
gorgeou
s
one
?
Ow
!
M
y
head!
”
sh
e
squealed
.
“
I
shouldn
’
t
hav
e
go
t
u
p
s
o
quickl
y
.
”

Rut
h
reall
y
wa
s
a
sight
.
He
r
brigh
t
re
d
hai
r
wa
s
sticking
ou
t
i
n
clump
s
an
d
sh
e
ha
d
a
deathl
y
whit
e
fac
e
wit
h
black pand
a
eyes
.
Poll
y
marvelle
d
tha
t
eve
n
i
n
be
d
Rut
h
wore al
l
black
.
No
t
sex
y
black
.
Jus
t
black
.

“
W
e
hav
e
ha
d
a
terribl
e
ending,
”
sai
d
Poll
y
.
“An
d
now
we’r
e
al
l
weep
y
an
d
sentimenta
l
an
d
shittin
g
ourselves
.
If
I
wer
e
yo
u
I’
d
g
o
bac
k
t
o
sleep.
”

“I’ll
sleep
when
I’m
dead,”
said
Ruth.
“I’d
love
a
glass
o
f
wine
.
Di
d
yo
u
brin
g
an
y
back?
”

“
Eurgh!
”
sai
d
Gina
.
“Th
e
ver
y
though
t
o
f
it!
”

“Joke!
No
w
,
seriously? Are you the last two to survive
th
e
party
?
Pleas
e
tel
l
m
e
I
wasn
’
t
th
e
onl
y
on
e
t
o
giv
e
up th
e
ghos
t
early
!
I
s
T
es
s
asleep?
”

Poll
y
an
d
Gin
a
looke
d
a
t
eac
h
othe
r
an
d
bot
h
bega
n
to spea
k
a
t
th
e
sam
e
time
.

“It
’
s
a
lon
g
stor
y
,
”
sai
d
Poll
y
.
“
I
fel
l
asleep,
”
sai
d
Gina
.

“O
n
th
e
tabl
e
i
n
th
e
ba
r
,
”
sai
d
Poll
y
.

“
W
e
ha
d
t
o
carr
y
he
r
out,
”
continue
d
Poll
y
.
“Th
e
stag
part
y
gav
e
u
s
awfu
l
abuse
,
bu
t
i
t
wa
s
whe
n
w
e
go
t
outsid
e
–”
Rut
h
wa
s
wid
e
awak
e
no
w
.
Thi
s
wa
s
good
!
Suddenly
he
r
vomitin
g
outsid
e
ove
r
th
e
we
e
wannab
e
jocke
y
wasn
’
t
s
o
ba
d
afte
r
all
!

“
T
es
s
thre
w
he
r
shoe
s
a
t
th
e
doorma
n
an
d
brok
e
a
windo
w
.
Sh
e
think
s
sh
e
ha
s
broke
n
he
r
to
e
to
o
’caus
e
you stoo
d
o
n
it.
”

“Di
d
I
?
Shit
!
S
o
i
s
sh
e
a
t
th
e
hospital?
”

“
I
don
’
t
kno
w
.
I
suppos
e
they’r
e
goin
g
t
o
tak
e
he
r
to hospita
l
o
n
he
r
wa
y
t
o
th
e
Co
p
Shop,
”
sai
d
Poll
y
.

“
What
?
Ha
s
sh
e
bee
n
arrested?
”

“
Y
ip,
”
sai
d
Poll
y
an
d
th
e
fea
r
overcam
e
he
r
once again
.
He
r
poo
r
bab
y
sister
!

Ruth
’
s
mout
h
droppe
d
open
.
Gin
a
looke
d
a
t
th
e
floo
r
.
Poll
y
stare
d
a
t
the
m
both
.
Non
e
o
f
the
m
kne
w
whethe
r
to laug
h
o
r
cr
y
.