chapter 32 in the "Mundoo 2" series

Now I’m curious. Annie’s psychic encounter with the supernatural has really stirred her up to the point where a little bit of it has rubbed off on me. Her last words as she’s leaving are again the warning to watch out for the menacing shadow she sees hovering over me and to be very, very careful around Cam. As soon as she’s gone I grab the empty tin of Melva’s home-made biscuits and walk into town.

Melva’s in the kitchen, baking a fresh batch. “Hello, Lucy,” she beams. “Could you smell them all the way to your shack?” Maggie obviously can smell them – whenever Melva’s cooking or baking, that dog is her shadow. Perhaps that’s the shadow Annie is seeing, nothing more threatening than Maggie’s doting presence.

“Just returning your biscuit tin,” I grin. “Annie polished them off. She couldn’t stop after she tasted the first one.”

“That’s nice,” Melva smiles.

“Where is everyone?” I ask. I’m surprised the girls aren’t here, helping Melva with the baking.

“Well, Crystal’s at Susie’s. The mother’s home from hospital and Susie’s busy looking after everyone so Crystal has gone over there to help her.” Melva looks at me. “How much help she’ll be is debatable but I thought it was sweet of her to want to do that rather than go to the beach with Jerry.” She opens the oven and takes out a tray of biscuits. “Doug and Dan are working on that old car in the shed and Cam’s helping.”

“Cam’s doing mechanic’s stuff in the shed?” That doesn’t quite fit the image Annie’s created in my head.

Melva nods. “According to Doug, she’s very good ….. very precise and efficient, knows exactly which pieces go where.”

“Does she speak to Doug? Or Dan?” I saw how she reacted on Friday evening when Dan walked into the yard.

“Not a word. But she seems to know exactly what tool or bit or whatever they need before they ask for it.” Melva puts her hands on her hips, sighs heavily. “At least that’s something, isn’t it? That she’s relating to someone?” She looks at the trays of biscuits cooling on the bench. “Time for a cuppa, I reckon. Be a love, Lucy, and let them know it’s time for their afternoon tea-break.”

“Okay,” and I’m out the door, heading for the shed at the back of the yard. I was wondering what excuse to make to have a sticky-beak in that shed. I go in as quietly as I can. Dan has a grinder thing going so there’s plenty of noise to cover any I make. Doug is under the bonnet of the old car, Cam beside him.

I stand by the door, watching for a minute and I’m sorry, Annie, but all I see is a young girl with nothing at all remarkable about her. Short brown hair all jagged and uneven that might have been deliberately cut that way by a very expensive hairdresser or she did it herself. Medium height and size, her body hidden inside a pair of Dan’s overalls. Nothing to make her stand out in a crowd.

Then she turns and looks at me.

Okay, Lucy Teal ….. you’ve let yourself get spooked by Annie’s psychic nonsense. She’s just looking at you, nothing more. But it would be so easy to make more of it, because her gaze has a quiet intensity about it that is rather startling.

chapter 33

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chapter 32 in the "Mundoo 2" series

Alenka Co

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from the second book in the ‘Mundoo’ series, contemporary fiction set in a small country town in coastal South Australia

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