The Burning Man

9

Laura came round quickly. She remembered lying on her back in long grass, and then she was looking up into Hunter’s face.

‘No, don’t worry,’ he said. ‘You’re not in heaven.’

‘Can you put me back under?’

‘I’ve just saved your life. A bit of gratitude wouldn’t go amiss.’

‘Big deal. We’re in and out of death so many times they’ve fitted revolving doors especially for us. So what did you do? Give me the kiss of life? Fan me? Hold my hand really, really nicely?’

Hunter laughed, long and loud.

‘All right,’ she said. ‘What’s the joke?’