Martin couldn’t just see the anger emanating from Douglas as they moved down the hall after dinner.
He could feel it.
Dinner in the grotty hotel’s grotty restaurant had been a risky endeavour but with nothing else in a reasonable distance open at this hour they’d had no other choice. Douglas had been unusually quiet during the meal, as he’d been during the whole flight, while Arthur kept them both entertained by calling out every cockroach he saw skitter across the wall, the ceiling, or the table.
Fortunately, they all came away from the meal without any ill after effects. Unfortunately, Douglas’ anger only seemed to grow as they sat at the dirty little table.
Hey guys! Guess who’s putting together all her episode-based Cabin Pressure illustrations into a book which will soon be available for purchase? I’ll give you a hint: it’s me. (And they called Hitchcock the master of suspense…)
I’ll also be publishing one new drawing per day (though many of them are just spiffed-up versions of old doodles, don’t tell anyone) until this goes on sale, starting with the cover here.
Are you excited? I’m excited. Stay tuned for info!
The second part of inchells’ commission for me. And gosh it’s terrific. Isn’t it terrific? Thank you so, so much, inchells, for having accepted that challenge - and with such a wonderful, wonderful result! I love it deeply.