Page 105 of Out of the Shadows
“I’ve already got a couple of interviews lined up for a possible start in the New Year.” It’s a bit of an exaggeration, because those interviews are with recruitment consultants; he doesn’t need to know that.
“You don’t have to leave here. This place is changing and you’re one of the brightest—”
I throw my hands up in despair.
“Of course I can’t stay here. Whether we were together or not, working together’s all but impossible. There’s no way I want to be here any longer than I have to be. I’m moving on, Daniel, and I’m doing it in more ways than one.”
There’s no more to say. We flew high before we crashed and exploded in a ball of flames. In so many ways it was easier to hate him than to—
I swallow the word back. I can’t and won’t say it or think it.
I back away, retreating from him. His face is drawn and pale, but there’s anger, too, in the tight press of his lips.
“You won’t listen, will you, to anything I have to say? Your mind’s closed. All discussion’s off the table. Everything's black and white, with no shades of grey. In your own way, you’re as bigoted as the likes of Michael Carruthers.”
I start. His words are a slap in the face.
“That is not true. All I—”
“What you want, Cosmo, is to claim some kind of moral high ground but until you can listen and truly try to understand, all you’re doing is standing in a ditch.”
