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decision.”
    Cara
looked towards the dining room through the kitchen wall and gave Ben a glare
that he couldn’t see.
    Maria
smiled at Ada and said, “It’s only because we care about you.”
    Ada’s
voice shook as she said, “I know you do. Come on, let’s get the shepherd’s pie
out of the oven. I hope that’s okay!”
    The
rest of the meal was delicious. The only low point was when Ada admitted that
she couldn’t find her favourite gravy jug. “It’s that one your dad gave me,
Ben, the one shaped like a cow. I keep it in the plate cupboard but it’s not
there now.”
    “I’m
sure it will turn up,” Maria assured her.
    It
did turn up. Ben returned from a trip to the bathroom with the gravy jug in his
hand. His voice was grim as he said, “Mum, I found this next to the sink.” He shared
a look with Maria and then looked back at Ada. “I think I’m going to ask the
nurse to visit you every day from now on. And I’m insisting that you take your
sleeping tablets.”
    Cara
picked up her glass and regarded Ben over the top of it. Something funny was
going on here, and she knew what she was going to do about it.

 

 
    Chapter
6

 
    Cara
was round at Ada’s house early the next morning. She flinched as she saw how
tired Ada looked. Ada indicated for her to sit at the kitchen table.
    Cara
said, “I wanted to say thank you for the lovely meal last night.”
    Ada
sat down with a heavy sigh. “That’s kind of you to say. After the soup I wasn’t
sure what the rest of the meal was going to be like. At least I didn’t poison
anyone!”
    Robin
knelt at Ada’s side. “Cara, she barely slept last night. And when she did, she
kept tossing and turning. She muttered, ‘gravy boat’ at one stage.” He shook
his head. “She’s worrying too much.”
    Cara
thought for a moment. “Ada, you look as if you could do with a break. Why don’t
we have a day out at the seaside? We could have a stroll along the beach, stuff
our faces with fish and chips. What do you say?”
    Ada
brightened up. “I haven’t been to the seaside for years! That sounds
wonderful.” Her smile slipped. “I could do with getting away from this house.
Things are going missing all the time. Unless I have a ghost that’s moving
everything it must be me that’s doing it.” She shook her head. “But how can I
move things and not remember where I’ve put them?”
    “Let’s
forget about that for the day. Shall I give you thirty minutes to get ready?”
    Ada’s
smile returned. “Give me ten. How exciting!”
    Cara
stood up and placed a hand on her earlobe. “I think I lost one of my earrings
last night. Do you mind if I have a quick look around?”
    Ada
stood up and waved a hand at her. “You go ahead. I think I’ll change my dress.
Fish and chips at the seaside! I can’t wait.” She walked away, a spring in her
step.
    Cara
reached into her pocket and took out several small items. Robin peered over her
shoulder and said, “What are those? They look like buttons.”
    Cara
held one up. “Spying devices. Something is going on in this house and I’m going
to find out what.” She paused. “If it really is Ada that’s becoming forgetful,
well, we can deal with that later. But if someone is sneaking in here and
moving things on purpose then we’ll soon find out who it is.”
    “I’m
not sure about spying on her.”
    Cara
said, “You’ve been watching her every move for the last two days. This isn’t
any different. Robin, I have to do all that I can to stop Ada from being
murdered.”
    Robin
nodded. “I understand.”
    Cara
quickly placed the buttons around Ada’s house, including the bathroom. She
sneaked upstairs and placed some on the landing and in the smaller bedrooms.
She smiled as she heard Ada singing to herself.
    Cara
just made it back to the kitchen as Ada came downstairs. Ada twirled slowly in
front of Cara and said, “How do I look?”
    “Smashing.
You look like you’re ready for a day out.”
    There
was a