Wayne stands there, suddenly still, his hands clutched to his
abdomen. After a few seconds, though, he realises he hasn't been
hit, and he reaches out quickly for the gun and grabs it. Alison,
looking nervous, starts to say, "I'm sorry, Wayne, I didn't--"
She breaks off, though, as Wayne pulls open the gun and then laughs,
"Blanks! You tried to shoot me with blanks!
You can't get anything right, can you? - not
even killing me! Where did you get these from? A joke
shop?" The look of horror on Alison's face disappears quickly
and she smiles, "Yes, that's right. You don't think I actually
wanted to kill you? I just wanted to teach you a lesson
- and I hope you've learnt something from it, because
next time it won't be blanks - and that's no threat,
Wayne." She goes to walk out, but Wayne grabs hold of her
arm suddenly and forces her back into the chair by the desk. He
growls, "Just a second." He then walks over to the door
of the room and closes it. Turning back to Alison, he says tersely,
"You and I have one or two things we have to settle..."
Out in the corridor, Janice and Fiona have just come in. Janice
is saying to her aunt curtly, "I showed him how to change
a nappy, using the practice doll, and then I went into the kitchen
and when I came back he was gone; disappeared."
Fiona just murmurs, "I'm sure he can't have gone too far."
She goes and picks up the mail that's lying on the hall table
and puts down the cassette of Maria in its place as Janice snaps,
"The least he could have done was leave a note, explaining
where he'd gone." Fiona, however, retorts, "Believe
me, Janice, Wayne's going to have an awful lot more explaining
to do than why he walked out on you. Glen's on his way
to see him at the moment." Janice asks in surprise, "Why?"
Fiona replies, "Because of what he's been up to lately -
like trying to kill people." Looking shocked, Janice
gasps, "That's a bit strong. What proof
have you got?" Fiona tells her, "An independent witness."
Janice comments, "I was under the impression Glen had instructions
not to go anywhere near the Hamilton house." Fiona
just retorts, "The mood Glen is in at the moment, I doubt
very much that he'll take any notice of instructions. Wayne was
responsible for him - and Alison - almost losing their lives in
a car crash." Janice, tears welling in her eyes, murmurs,
"I don't believe it..." Fiona tells her curtly, "I
do - unfortunately for Wayne." Janice then looks at
the tape that Fiona placed on the hall table, and she asks what
it is. Fiona explains, "That's Maria's tape: proof
that Wayne filled Susan's head with lies so she would marry him
and not Glen." They suddenly hear Alison's voice yelling,
"Of course you were sending me death threats; who
else would it have been?" Wayne retorts, "You,
probably, to cover your own tracks for sending me death
threats." Fiona looks at Janice as Alison snaps, "I
did nothing of the sort." Wayne points out, "You just
tried to kill me." Alison yells back, "I thought
you tried to kill me - and Glen." Janice
murmurs to Fiona, "I think Glen's made a wasted trip out
to the Hamilton house..." With that, the two of them start
heading towards Fiona's room. In the room, Wayne is spluttering,
"I don't believe you, Alison. How?" Alison
retorts, "By wrecking the steering on our car." Wayne
snaps, "What car? I didn't touch your car."
Alison snaps, "Then who did?" Wayne retorts, "It
wasn't me." Fiona and Janice walk in at that moment
and Fiona snaps at Wayne, "You had the opportunity - and
you went to the trouble to find out where Alison was hiding."
Wayne gasps, "What?" Alison tells him curtly, "You
were the only one who knew the photos were in Glen's luggage.
You found them and worked out where the cabin was." Wayne
snarls, "You're crazy." Alison, however, retorts, "Come
on, Wayne, don't play the innocent; no one believes you. And what
about the taped 'phone message? God, you must have been behind
that; you must have known where I was staying to know
where to ring." Wayne snarls, "I didn't make
any 'phone call. Anyway, you should talk: what
about the wreath?" Alison retorts, "What wreath?"
Wayne growls, "The one you sent me. The florist described
you down to your last freckle. And you knew about the baby, so
you used that in your next note." Alison sighs tersely, "Stop
making up ridiculous stories: you were the one sending
threats." Looking at Wayne, Fiona chips in, "And
you were heard making them - not by me or Alison; somebody totally
impartial." Wayne looks at her and snarls, "You've always
got to put your two cents' worth in, haven't you?"
Fiona shrugs, "You can say what you like, Wayne, but it's
true. Young Danny - one of the tenants - he heard you say that
you were going to kill Alison." Wayne gasps, "I
didn't actually mean I was going to kill her. It was
just something I said in the heat of the moment. I didn't mean
it seriously." Janice chips in suddenly, "Wayne
wasn't the only one who knew about the photos in Glen's
luggage." Wayne and Alison turn to look at her and she goes
on, "I saw Caroline looking at them in the reception
room. She even borrowed May's magnifying glass so that she could
read the writing on the signpost. Maybe she was trying to track
down the name of the nearest town to the cabin?" Alison says
curtly, "That still doesn't put Wayne in the clear. And what
about the taped 'phone message? How does he explain that?"
Janice asks, "What did it sound like?" Alison retorts,
"It sounded like him, with a wildly distorted voice,
describing the contents of Glen's cabin." Janice tells her,
"If you come with me, I might be able to unravel that mystery,
A few minutes later, everyone is upstairs in the reception room.
Janice puts a tape in the tape player on the coffee table and
turns it on. Music starts playing and she turns it off again,
quickly, commenting, "I'm sure it's here somewhere."
Fiona points out curtly, "You haven't told us yet what we're
about to hear, Miss. Marple." Wayne adds curtly,
"I hope you're not wasting our time, Janice." Janice,
however, retorts, "I wouldn't have thought time spent getting
you off the hook was time wasted." Wayne snaps immediately,
"I don't consider myself on the hook; it's this
other pair of Doubting Thomases you have to convince."
Janice suddenly throws up her hands in despair as she gives up
looking through the tapes on the table, and she mutters, "I
don't know where it is; she must have taken it with her."
Fiona sighs, "Janice, please, will you tell us what
happened?" Janice nods curtly, "Alright. I was in here
yesterday, with Caroline; I was trying to find some music to put
on - and instead, I put on this tape with this weird voice, saying
'Hello, Alison, are you having a nice holiday?' and Caroline leapt
across the room and just snatched it out of the recorder."
Wayne looks at Alison and comments calmly, "Seems Caroline's
been rather busy lately, doesn't it?" Alison
retorts, "Yes, just a touch." She then adds, "It
looks like you and I have been played for a couple of suckers.
I honestly didn't send you that wreath." Wayne replies, "I
didn't send you any death threats, either. You wait until I get
my hands on her..." Alison asks, "Where is she? Does
anyone know?" Janice nods, "Yes." Wayne demands,
"Where?" Janice replies nervously, "I'm not sure
that I should tell you because the Bible says in situations like
this we should turn the other cheek." Wayne, however, snarls,
"Forget the other cheek. Where is she?" Janice
tells him meekly, "She's away on a modelling assignment;
she won't be back for a couple of days." Alison gasps in
surprise, "Modelling? She remodelled our steering
column; that's the only 'modelling' she's been doing."
Fiona chips in suddenly, "Hold it, hold it. Janice maybe
has a point: instead of feeling the need to hit back, if we stop
and think about it we just might understand why Caroline
set out to cause this trouble." Wayne, however, growls, "You
stop and think; I fully intend to knock the living daylights
out of her." Fiona tells him, "She blames you - and
Alison - for the time she spent in jail - and what happened to
her there." Wayne looks at her and she explains, "She
was raped - by one of the warders." A look of shock crosses
Wayne's face and he mutters, "First I've heard about
it." Fiona retorts curtly, "It's not something you shout
from the rooftops, is it? And it certainly explains why she felt
the need to 'hit back' at those she saw as responsible."
Wayne turns to Alison and asks, "Do you feel sorry
for her?" Alison tells him, "I feel sorry for any
woman who's been raped, no matter who she is." Wayne
asks, "Even Caroline?" Alison insists, "Any
May is dusting out in the hallway when two visitors suddenly
come in through the front door: Beryl and a toddling Robert! Beryl
smiles, "Hello, May!" May turns to her and gasps, "Beryl!
How wonderful to see you! When did you get back?" Beryl explains,
"A couple of hours ago. It took ages to get through Customs."
May then smiles, "How was dear England?" Beryl replies,
"England was fine." She then adds, "I'm only staying
in Sydney one night; actually, I was hoping I could stay here."
May smiles, "I don't think that's any problem; I'm
sure Fiona would love to have you stay here." Neither
of them notices Robert sitting on the floor by the hall table,
pulling the tape out of a cassette he's found lying around...
Ginny is standing by the kitchen table at the country house,
preparing some food, when David walks in from the hallway and
asks her what she's doing. She tells him, "I don't want you
to starve or die of thirst on the way up to Sydney, do
I?" David comments, "I didn't know you cared!"
Ginny tells him, "I don't. In fact, I'll be glad
to get you out of my hair for a while; you're starting to sound
more like a dad every day." David just muses, "You
look after yourself - and behave yourself, too." Ginny nods,
"Yes, pop!" David goes to head out. As he does so, though,
Ginny says quickly, "David, you don't know where Alison
is, do you? I've tried calling her a few times and she doesn't
seem to be answering." David, however, tells her, "Oh,
I wouldn't worry too much: Alison's capable of looking after herself."
He then adds reassuringly, "I'll drop in while I'm up there,
just to check out that she is OK." Ginny comments
suddenly, "That's why you're going, isn't
it - up to Sydney? It's why you lined up the trip: you're worried
about her too." David just retorts, "See you when I
get back, Ginny." With that, he heads out, leaving Ginny
with a smile on her face.
At the mansion, Wayne and Alison are walking down the stairs
in the hallway. Wayne is saying, "We still can't let her
get away with it." Alison asks, "What do you have in
mind? Do you want to throw her back in prison?" Wayne sighs,
"No." Alison goes on, "If what Fiona said is true,
we can't blame her for what she's done; we should be
feeling sorry for her." Wayne suddenly notices a
pile of tape pulled from a cassette lying strewn across the carpet.
He picks up the tape and its case. Alison looks at it and asks,
"What's that?" Wayne suggests, "Caroline's
tape?" Alison, however, replies, "I don't think so;
Janice didn't find it." Wayne shrugs, "It must
belong to one of the tenants; it wouldn't be May's or Fiona's
- they wouldn't throw their rubbish out into the hall." A
look of concern crosses Alison's face suddenly as he says this.
He goes to walk off, but Alison says quickly, "Where are
you going?" Wayne retorts, "To throw it away."
Alison demands, "Why?" Wayne points out, "Look
at it: it's useless." Alison tells him quickly,
"Not necessarily - it might still be playable." Wayne
indicates the pile of tape in his hands and laughs, "You
don't do this to a tape if you're going to play it again!"
Alison, however, insists, "Let's find out who owns it first,
before we throw it out. I mean, somebody may be looking
for it. You never know." Wayne looks at her suspiciously.
Fiona is sitting in her room, holding Robert. Beryl and Janice
are standing watching and Fiona smiles, "My goodness, Beryl,
he's grown so much!" Beryl nods, "I'll certainly
agree with that!" She then adds that she thinks
it's time he had a sleep. Fiona suggests that she put him down
in the bedroom and Beryl accepts the idea. She takes her son from
Fiona and heads off. When she's gone, Fiona tells Janice, "I
want you to head out to the Hamiltons' house, find Glen, tell
him what's happened and then get him out of the house before Wayne
turns up. I don't want them meeting face-to-face; not with tempers
running the way they are."
Out in the corridor, Wayne is still standing holding the pile
of tape. Alison says to him slightly nervously, "Wayne, why
don't you just give it to Fiona?" Wayne asks, "Why?
What's the big deal?" Alison replies quickly, "There's
no big deal; it's just common sense: she lives
here; whoever it belongs to can claim it any time." At that
moment, Fiona and Janice emerge from Fiona's room. Wayne looks
over at them and, holding up the pile of tape, calls, "Do
either of you own this?" Janice just replies, "No."
She then heads out. Looking suddenly wary, Fiona approaches Wayne
and Alison and asks Wayne, "Er... where did you find it?"
Wayne points to the carpet and replies, "Right down there."
Fiona smiles, "I think it's mine. Thanks very much, Wayne."
Wayne comments lightly, "Didn't like what was on it, eh?"
He then adds, "What was on it?" Fiona laughs
nervously, "Just some old-time music, actually." Alison
chips in and snaps at Wayne, "Just give it to her."
Wayne, however, says, "Tell you what: I'll have it unravelled
and I'll pay for splicing or whatever needs to be done."
Fiona insists quickly, "Don't be so silly - good heavens,
it's not that valuable." Wayne offers, "I'll
throw it out and buy you a new one." Alison snaps again,
"Just give it to her." Wayne looks at her in
surprise and shrugs, "Alright. There's no need to yell. It's
just dance music, isn't it?" Fiona stands there sheepishly.
Wayne then demands, "What's really on it, Fiona?"
Fiona shrugs, "Nothing." Alison goes to grab the tape,
but Wayne pulls it away, taunting as he does so, "It's Maria's
confession, isn't it?" Fiona and Alison, both looking
glum, don't respond. Wayne taunts, "I thought you were going
to put this somewhere safe and sound. Oh well, not to worry."
He then adds gleefully, "I might buy myself a lottery ticket;
couldn't possibly lose today!" With that, he heads off down
the corridor. Fiona and Alison look at each other.
Beryl emerges from the bedroom in Fiona's room and walks over
to her bag on the desk. The door to the room bangs suddenly shut
and she turns to find Wayne standing there. He walks over to her
as she growls, "Don't you know how to knock?" Wayne
ignores this and asks instead, "What are you doing in Sydney?"
Beryl tells him, "I just stopped off to thank Fiona for getting
hold of Maria's tape - so I wouldn't be too cocky if I were you,
Wayne; one step out of line, we play it to Susan and that's the
end of your marriage. Believe me." Wayne nods and smiles
knowingly before telling Beryl, "She hasn't got it anymore."
Beryl stares at him sharply. Wayne holds up the pile of tape in
his hand and adds with a smile, "I do. It's going
to be burnt tonight. Ritual sacrifice. So I guess that makes me
a free agent again, wouldn't you say?" He then goes on, "Oh,
and there won't be any more threats to baby Robert: I was only
bluffing anyway. A calculated gamble: anyone who really
knows me would realise there's no way I'd ever harm a kid - speaking
of which: did Susan give you the good news?" Beryl growls,
"What good news?" Wayne smiles, "We're
going to have a baby. Great, isn't it?"
Beryl stares at him, looking horrified. He goes on, "Face
it, Beryl: you're stuck with me as your son-in-law for the rest
of your life and there's not a damn thing you can do about it..."
With that, he kisses her on the cheek and heads out!
It's nighttime, and Debbie is making herself a warm drink in
the kitchen at the country house. Ginny walks in suddenly from
the hallway. She's wearing her pyjamas and she comments, "I
thought I heard someone messing about. You just get in?"
Debbie sighs, "Yeah. It was nearly midnight before the guy
decided he wanted to be driven home." Ginny asks, "Craig
hit the sack already?" Debbie nods "Yeah - he was dead
on his feet." Ginny remarks, "You look the
same." Debbie, however, assures her, "I won't
be up much longer." Ginny accepts this and, saying, "Night
night, then," heads back to bed. When she's alone, Debbie
goes and sits down at the table, reaches into her bag, takes out
a pill and pops it in her mouth. She then sips some of her drink.
A male voice says suddenly, "You're up late." Debbie
jumps as she turns to look at Andy standing in the doorway. She
snaps at him, "Don't frighten me like that."
Andy indicates a pile of envelopes on the table from which Debbie
has just picked up the top one and asks what she's doing with
them all. She tells him curtly, "I'm writing addresses on
them." Andy comments, "I can see that."
Debbie explains hesitantly, "It's a part-time job: I address
envelopes for a mail-order company. It's a way of earning extra
money." Andy sits down at the table and remarks, "I
didn't know you were that desperate." Debbie retorts,
"I'm not - but David is, thanks to you.
It gives me enough money to help out with all the household expenses."
Andy comments, "Putting yourself to a lot of trouble, aren't
you?" Debbie glares at him and snaps, "I thought you'd
be too selfish to understand." Andy, however, insists, "I
am not a selfish person, Debbie, and I never have
been. I was ambitious, sure, but that's all. I know it got in
the way and ruined a lot of friendships for me, and I regret it,
honestly, but..." Debbie just mutters, "Good."
Andy pleads, "Can't you give me a second chance?" Debbie,
however, growls, "Andy, I don't want to speak to you. I don't
like you; I never will. Now, will you just go away and let me
get on with my work?" Andy stares at her. He then stands
up and heads out, leaving Debbie looking worried.
The next morning, Susan is standing outside the Woombai homestead
when Wayne pulls up in his car. He climbs out and smiles, "Miss
me?" Susan replies, "Nope! Well... maybe just a little
bit!" They kiss passionately. When they pull away from each
other, Wayne smiles, "I needed that!" He then
tells Susan, "I sorted out the death threat business."
Susan gasps, "You have? Who was behind it?" Wayne tells
her, "Caroline." A look of shock crosses Susan's face.
Inside, Gordon is standing with Owen in the lounge room. They're
looking at a map and Owen is saying, "80% of it will have
to stay bushland." Gordon nods, "Obviously! There's
no point in putting a nature reserve on clear grazing land!"
Wayne and Susan walk in and Wayne smiles, "Hello, everyone!"
He then asks Owen how he is. Owen enthuses, "Very well, thankyou
- your father and I have just been going over the plans of the
Reserve." Gordon chips in, "He still wants to bring
in a camel as one of the attractions." Wayne muses, "I've
always liked that idea..." Gordon stares at him
in surprise, and Wayne adds quickly, "Of course, you'd have
to build proper yards for him." Owen says eagerly, "That's
no problem: I found out that Koko's owner owns a timber mill;
we can get all the timber from him. Just as well Charlie took
the little fellow in and looked after him as she did!" Gordon
corrects, "Little girl, you mean; it's a female."
Owen, however, replies, "Not according to his owner."
Gordon stares at him and then murmurs, "Oh no... Charlie
is going to have a fit!"
Alison is sitting on the patio at Charlie's, reading the newspaper.
David walks in suddenly through the back gate. He walks over to
Alison and, indicating the newspaper, asks, "What's on the
front page? Anything interesting?" Alison looks up at him
in surprise and replies, "Not very." She then asks,
"What are you doing here?" David tells her, "I
came to see you, didn't I?" Alison asks
in surprise, "Why?" David sits down with her and explains,
"Andy's been telling me you've been getting some death threats."
Alison asks, "Where did you see Andy?" David
explains, "He's staying at my place. And Ginny's worried
about you: tried to make some 'phone calls but got no answer."
Alison comments sourly, "Worried her meal-ticket had kicked
the bucket, was she?" David insists, "I think it's more
than that. I think she's very grateful that you've put yourself
out to give her a break." Alison muses, "Maybe."
David sighs, "Anyway, whatever, I told her I'd call and see
you. Now, has someone been threatening you?" Alison hesitates
and then says, "Yes: Caroline." David stares at her
before chuckling, "Come on... you're having me on!"
Alison, however, replies seriously, "I wish I was."
She then goes on, "I suppose I should tell you the full story:
you're closer to her than most; if anyone can help her
it's probably you."
Beryl sits down in Fiona's room at the mansion and repeats, "Huntington's
disease?" Fiona nods, "Mmm. Nobody can be sure of anything,
but there is the possibility." She then growls, "I could
have kicked myself yesterday, about that tape. I'm inclined
to believe Wayne, though, when he said he was only bluffing about
Robert: he's always liked kids; you can't take that
away from him - and he has been a perfect husband to
Susan, whether we like to admit it or not." Beryl just murmurs,
"Mmm..." Fiona encourages, "Why don't you call
her? You've still got a few minutes before you have to go to the
airport. I know you want to. Go on: call her up; congratulate
her on the baby." Beryl sits there thoughtfully and then
picks up the 'phone. As she does so, May walks in through the
gap in the bookcase and says to Fiona, "I'm sorry to interrupt;
I just wondered if you'd finished with the Sunday papers."
She picks them up as Fiona muses, "The next time I get a
paper bill, May Walters, we're going to spilt it fifty-fifty."
May smiles, "That's fine! You pay the dollars, I'll pay the
cents!" With that, she heads back to her room. At the desk,
Beryl says down the 'phone, "Hello, Susan, it's mum, love."
At Woombai, Susan squeals, "Mum! Hi! How are you?" Wayne
is sitting on the couch behind her as she listens and then says,
"Thanks! It took us by surprise, as well, but we're
both glad." She listens again before replying, "Oh,
very much the proud father-to-be - he's worse than I
am... Thanks, mum: it means a lot - to both of us...
Alright. Call me when you get to Melbourne; we'll have a nice
long chat... OK... Bye." She then hangs up and turns to Wayne,
telling him, "Mum. She called to congratulate us on our baby."
Wayne asks in surprise, "Us?" Susan nods, "'Us'.
You were most definitely included. I think she's finally accepting
you." Wayne grins, "Fancy that!"
David and Alison are walking slowly along the grounds at Charlie's.
David is saying, "I knew she'd been through a bad experience;
not rape, though." He then sighs, "I should
have made her tell me; none of this nonsense would have happened."
Alison murmurs, "No." David adds, "I appreciate
you and Wayne not calling the cops. You got any idea where she
is?" Alison replies, "I called Fiona earlier this morning.
Glen's gone back to the cabin to repair the moke, and he's going
to keep an eye out on the way: she's probably trying to hitch
a ride back to Sydney." David murmurs, "Yeah..."
Changing the subject, Alison then says, "I'd understand if
you said no, but if you like, you're more than welcome to stay
for morning tea. Charlie will be home soon - she's spending the
night at some new guesthouse between Woombai and here. Very chic,
apparently. It won't be much - morning tea, that is - and of course,
if you're busy..." David, however, replies quickly, "No,
no, no, I'm not busy." Alison smiles, "Good." She
then adds, "I must admit, though, I didn't expect you to
say yes, after all we've been through." David explains, "Fiona
told me how upset you were when you found out that Wayne was trying
to run me into the ground - and how you tried to get hold of Maria's
tape to make him pull his head in. That meant a lot to me."
They stop walking and David then says, "I'll tell you what:
I'll return the favour by looking after Ginny while she's in Melbourne."
Alison smiles, "I'd like that." David adds, "I
can see why you took her under your wing: she reminds me of you
when we first met: a couple of muddle-headed teenagers!"
Alison looks at him warmly and comments, "I thought you'd
have forgotten that." David, however, replies softly,
"There's some things you don't forget - ever."
Alison smiles, "No..."
Debbie is talking on the 'phone in the kitchen at the country
house, saying, "Yes, they're all done: I stayed up and finished
them all last night. I'll drop them over some time today."
She listens and then says, "Whenever I can get away - but
they'll be there." She hangs up as Ginny walks in from the
hallway and smiles, "Morning!" She then indicates a
tray on the table and asks, "That for the patient?"
Debbie nods, "Yeah." Ginny mutters, "I can't see
why he can't come to the table and have breakfast like the rest
of us; I still say he's not that sick." Debbie comments,
"Yeah, well, he won't be around much longer." Changing
the subject, she then says, "Beryl's due in from Sydney soon,
so I thought I'd drop across to her house and open it up and buy
her a few bits and pieces - bread... milk... you know: that sort
of thing." Ginny comments to her, "You look as if you
ought to go back to bed." Debbie, however, insists,
"Oh no, I'm feeling fine." She then picks up the tray
and hands it to Ginny, saying, "Can you take this in to His
Lordship - and make sure you don't spill the orange juice all
In the lounge room, Andy is busy doing press-ups on the floor
when Ginny calls loudly, "You out of bed yet, Andy?"
He quickly dashes back to the couch, covers himself with the sheets
and lies there looking weak. Ginny walks in with the tray. As
she does so, Andy answers her question weakly, "I would be
if I wasn't feeling so crook this morning." Ginny hands him
his tray but then comments, "Oh, that's a pity: I was hoping
to spill orange juice all down your pyjama front." Andy glares
at her and demands, "Where's Debbie? She usually
brings my breakfast in." Ginny retorts, "She's gone
over to Beryl's: she's coming home today." She goes to walk
out, but Andy calls after her, "How long is it going to be
before people stop treating me like a leper? I mean, how many
times do I have to say I'm sorry?" Ginny, however, turns
back to him and snaps, "Do you think that's all it's going
to take? A couple of 'I'm sorrys'? You make me want to puke,
Andy. Words prove nothing. You're going to have to do
a lot better than that to get back into everybody's good
books." With that, she marches out, leaving Andy looking
Debbie is standing with Beryl in the kitchen at Beryl's, asking
her about her trip. Beryl smiles, "We had a marvellous
time. Kevin and Lynn are both well and so is little Davey - though
he's not so little any more: he starts kindy next week. Makes
me feel old!" Debbie bends down to Robert and asks
him, "How was your holiday, Robbie? Was it good?!"
Beryl looks over at her and comments, "You're looking a bit
tired, Deb." Debbie just shrugs, "I am a bit, but I'll
survive." Beryl then says, "I hate to ask you - you've
done so much already - but some of my luggage came down on another
flight; could you stay and keep an eye on Robert while I go out
and get it?" Debbie smiles, "No problem." Beryl
adds, "Make sure he doesn't go near the heater -" she
indicates the small heater in the middle of the kitchen floor
"- it fascinates him." Debbie nods, "Right. Sure."
With that, Beryl heads out. Debbie bends down and starts playing
with Robert's toy bus. She then smiles at him, "You play
with your bus. Stay there and you play with that while Debbie
sits down before she falls down, OK?" She then moves
across to the kitchen table and sits down. After a few seconds,
she lays her head on the table. She doesn't notice as Robert stands
up from from where he's playing and starts toddling across to
the heater with its burning red bars...