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    From Scratch (Chapter 4)

    A mere hour later and the white house in the sun was teeming with life, the noise protruding through the open glass-doors that led into the garden and releasing the childish laughter and riotous morning rituals into the surrounding landscape. “I want to see the dolphins!” Leah exclaimed excitedly, barely able to sit still in her seat as her mother handed her a wipe to clean the last of the crumbs from her toast that, through perseverance, still remained around her mouth. 
    “Will there be sharks?” Nicky asked, causing Leah to shake her head at him and glance to her uncles for reassurance.
    “Not in the dolphin section, no, but there will be some there,” Andrew answered.
    Frowning now, Leah announced, “I don’t like sharks.”
    “There are big, thick glass walls holding them in, Lee-Lee,” Peter told her, the little girl’s discomfort subsiding slightly by the use of the pet-name, “they won’t be able to get out.” 
    “…but if the glass cracks,” Nicky supplied, a mischievous smile on his face as he turned to face his little sister, “then everything will flood and the sharks will be able to eat you.” 
     
    Leah frowned at her brother, retorting, “They’ll eat you first,” before Helena asked them to stop arguing. 
    “You feeling any better?” Andrew asked, turning to face his younger sister. 
    Helena felt decidedly awful lying to them, but something within her compelled her to go through with the pretence so that she could see Dylan. Plus, she did feel bloody rotten with nerves at what was to come. She shrugged her shoulders a little and answered, “Still a little iffy… Would you mind if I stayed behind?” 
    “You’ll miss the dolphins, Mummy,” Leah told her, already shuffling into her shoes.
    “That’s okay, kiddo,” Andrew answered, handing Leah a cardigan, “your mum’s seen them before.” He turned to Helena and told her, “We’ll be okay taking them… it might do you good to get a few hours sleep in,” He offered her a soft smile while she thanked him and told Nicky to get his shoes on. While she waited for them to leave, Helena lifted Leah into a chair and quickly ran a brush through her dark hair, pulling it up into a ponytail with the flowery, elastic hair band Leah had supplied. 

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    1. They both moved fast didn’t they not that I’m complaining lol. So do they know Peter and Andrew I mean. How is Helena going to see Dylan again without causing detection I wonder.Great update :D

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