They shook hands like two businessmen at the end of a meeting.
“Goodbye, O’Malley,” Harry said, looking into Conor’s eyes. “I no longer see you.”
Then he let go of Conor’s hand, turned his back, and walked away.
Anton and Sully looked even more confused, but after a second, they walked away, too. None of them looked back at Conor.
There was a huge digital clock on the wall of the dining hall, bought sometime in the seventies as the latest in technology
and never replaced, even though it was older than Conor’s mum.
As Conor watched Harry walk away, walk away without looking back, walk away without doing anything, Harry moved past the digital clock.
Lunch started at 11.55 and ended at 12.40. The clock currently read 12.06.
Harry’s words echoed in Conor’s head. “I no longer see you.”
Harry kept walking away, keeping good on his promise. “I no longer see you.”
The clock ticked over to 12.07. It is time for the third tale, the monster said from behind him.
THE THIRD TALE
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