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    From Scratch (Chapter 2)

    “Are you coming in the sea, mummy?” Leah asked from the middle seat in the back of the car, leaning forward slightly so that she could see her brother and mother in the front. 
    Keeping her eyes on the road, slowly growing accustomed to driving on the opposite side to what she was used to, Helena replied, “I will for a little while, yes.”
    “Are there sharks in the sea?” Nicky suddenly asked, looking up at his mother for answers.
    Knowing where the conversation was heading, and how impressionable her little girl could be, Helena stated, “Well…yes…but there won’t be any sharks where we’re going.”
    “How do you know?” Nicky persisted.
    “Because sharks don’t like shallow water,” Helena answered easily.
    “But what if one gets lost?” Nicky asked, causing his mother to smirk slightly. 
    “That won’t happen, Nicky,” Helena stated, quickly glancing in her rear view mirror, only to find Leah’s penetrating gaze searching for her.
    “Sharks won’t be there, will they?” She asked, on a search for reassurance.
    Shaking her head, dropping her eyes back to the road, Helena answered, “No, they won’t, sweetheart. And if one does, mummy will smack its bottom and make it go away.” Leah smirked at her mother’s response, though seemed, for now, satisfied with her answer.
    “You can’t smack a shark’s bum,” Nicky mocked, “it’ll just bite you…take your arm right off.”
    “Shut up, Nicky,” Leah ordered from the back of the bus, causing the conversation to erupt into a quick argument before Helena managed to calm her children down. 
    “Right, darlings, we’re here,” The Brit stated with a warm smile, cutting the engine and unbuckling her seatbelt. She was quick to climb from the car and free Leah from the child-locked doors while Nicky jumped out his side and made his way to the back of the car where Helena was taking out the beach bag. 
    “Can I carry the ball?” Nicky asked as Helena locked the car.
    “Not just yet, sweetie. Hold Leah’s hand while we make our way across the road, then you can have the ball once we get onto the beach,” Helena told him. The little boy begrudgingly took his little sister’s hand as they crossed the road onto the beach, and, as promised, was handed the beach ball to carry.  

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