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might love me.”
    To be loved by a pair of ghosts, thought David doubtfully. That would be strange.
    â€œWhat do you want us to do?” Jenny was anxious that he shouldn’t become too excited.
    â€œKeep watching.”
    â€œYou mean, go to the Roxy every day?” Jenny swallowed. Nell was friendly – or seemed to be – but what about the others?
    â€œMaybe it won’t take long. Just see where they went – where my kids went.”
    â€œYour
kids?” Jenny whispered in alarm.
    â€œThat’s how I see ’em.” His eyes pleaded with her.
    â€œWe’ve forgotten someone,” said David. “We’ve forgotten Mrs Garland. Do you think she murdered May and Leslie and then did a bunk?”
    â€œI’ve often wondered,” muttered Sid.
    â€œBut why should she?” Jenny wondered. “Didn’t anyone discover what happened to her?”
    â€œShe was evil.” Sid had obviously set Mrs Garland up as an enemy.
    â€œHow do you know?” asked David.
    â€œI could see it in her eyes.”

    â€œWow!” Jenny exclaimed as they left the hospital. It was drizzling and Hockley was veiled by a rain mist, “Did he give us a problem!”
    â€œI can’t face going into the Roxy every day. It might take years to see where those kids have gone,” said David miserably.
    â€œWe’ve got to try,” Jenny replied, wishing she didn’t feel so afraid. “Sid needs us to help him. He’ll just give up and die unless he feels we’re getting to May and Leslie.”
    â€œDo
you
think they love him?” David asked.
    â€œI don’t know,” said Jenny impatiently. “But we’ve got to find out.”
    â€œBut they’re dead,” muttered David. “They must be.”
    â€œI’m sure they are,” said Jenny. “If they’re not – well, they won’t be kids, will they? They’ll be as old as Mum and Dad. Maybe even older.”
    â€œThen what’s the point?” He sounded miserable and rebellious.
    â€œThey’re unhappy.”
    â€œHow do you know?”
    â€œThey can’t rest, can they? And with that Garland woman after them – who wouldn’t be unhappy?”
    â€œShe must be dead too,” said David bleakly. “Maybe they all died together …”
    â€œI wonder if she murdered them.” Jenny reintroducedthe unpleasant thought. Then she felt a strong hand on her shoulder, gripping painfully, the fingers biting into her flesh. Jenny whipped round but there was no one there – only a faint smell of peppermint.
    â€œWhat’s up?” snapped David.
    Jenny was staring behind her, trembling, rubbing at her shoulder.
    â€œWhat’s the matter?”
    â€œIt felt as if someone – something grabbed my shoulder. And I can smell peppermint.”
    â€œMust be one of those yobs at the bus stop chewing gum.”
    David stared belligerently ahead.
    â€œThey’re too far away.” She shrugged. “Anyway, it doesn’t matter. Let’s get down to the Roxy.”
    â€œNow?”
    â€œThere’s no point putting it off,” Jenny said impatiently.
    David sighed. “OK. We’ll have to say we’ve come to get the trolley again. Doesn’t seem much of an excuse,” he mumbled.
    â€œMaybe no one’ll be there in the daytime.” Jenny sounded doubtful.
    â€œWe’re going to get to know them all pretty well in the end,” David pointed out gloomily. “So we might as well make a start.”
    They walked on towards the Roxy. Jenny wasstill feeling shocked and increasingly worried, wary of that grip returning again.
    â€œYou don’t think Mrs Garland is after us, do you? Like from beyond the grave?” asked David suddenly and Jenny felt a sense of relief. She had known that he had only been covering up when he tried to blame the boys at the bus stop.
    â€œWhy