Golden Touch

by MrBrightside [Reviews - 2]

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Author's Notes:
Good old Razorlight.

The Torchwood SUV roared along a quiet back street of Cardiff. Jack was at the wheel, Ianto in the passenger seat. The radio was blaring, the DJ, babbling on about nothing, muttered a song name. I know a girl with the golden touch. Ianto grinned. Awesome song. He looked across at Jack, still grinning. His smile faltered as he saw that Jack wasn’t grinning happily. A tear slid down his cheek, a sad smile playing over his lips.