Sara has an Idea

Me: Is it me?

Nell: Probably.

Me: Or does my Big Brave Beautiful Boy look a little fierce this morning?

Nell: David is part of Poppy’s Protection Team.

Me: Protection?

Nell: Nobody is allowed near Harriet.

Me: I notice he’s got his Neon Green Chew behind him, just in case.

Nell: Chewing calms David’s nerves. He’s not used to being fierce and he can’t keep it up for very long.

Me: Has Harriet said anything yet?

Nell: No. She’s still refusing to cooperate.

Me: The police aren’t going to put up with this for much longer.

Nell: I know. Poppy’s trying to reason with her now.

Me: Should we ask Sally to come down here?

Nell: Sally is being strangely silent about the whole thing.

Me: Strangely silent? Hang on a minute, Nell. You might be on to something. Has Harriet said anything at all since she came back from the beach?

Nell: No, I don’t think she has.

Me: Not even ‘Pass me the sugar?’

Nell: She doesn’t take sugar.

Me: Maybe she’s lost her voice?

Nell: It’s a possibility, I suppose.

Me: I’ve had an idea.

Nell: Here we go.

Me: Maybe someone has taken her voice.

Nell: What do you mean?

Me: Haven’t you noticed the birds are a little quieter at the moment?

Nell: It’s the heat.

Me: We need to find out if Harriet had a drink at the pop-up beach bar.

Nell: She’s 5 now. If she wants a small cocktail it’s allowed.

Me: I need a pen and paper.

Nell: This is not the time for you to be writing. We’re supposed to be helping Harriet.

Me: It’s for Harriet so she can tell us what’s going on.

Nell: That’s actually quite a good idea. How unlike you.

Me: Yes, I know. Sorry.

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