morning at breakfast time. She was sitting right where you are now, and she didnât stop talking the whole time. I thought my head was going to explode with all the drivel that came out of that womanâs mouth.â
âWhat did she talk about?â the policeman asked.
âI donât remember,â Myrtle said crossly.
âBut surely you can remember little bits of what Nurse Raylene said,â Alice-Miranda suggested. âI had a lovely conversation with her about her family the last time I visited Mr Parker ââ
Myrtle cut the child off. âWell, she never mentioned any family to me.â
Constable Derby looked towards Alice-Miranda, who was standing on the other side of the table. âDo you remember what she said about her family?â
Alice-Miranda nodded. âHer father hadnât been at all well and she was hoping to visit him soon.â
âDid she say where he was?â
âIâm afraid not. Our conversation ended when Mrs Parker arrived home and needed some help carrying something from the car.â
âThatâs a pity then.â The constable glared at the old woman. âDo you know where her family is from, Mrs Parker?â
âOf course not. Itâs not in my nature to pry into other peopleâs personal business,â Myrtle tutted.
Millie could hardly keep a straight face. Nosey Parker didnât get that name for nothing. She knew more about the people who lived in the village than anyone, and she didnât mind sharing her information either.
Myrtle noticed her fidgeting. âWhatâs the matter with you, Millicent? Do you need the toilet? Itâs along the hall, but make sure that you flush and put the lid down.â
âI donât need to go to the toilet!â Millie protested. Sloane giggled and Millie gave her a death stare.
âConstable Derby, do you think we should be out searching for Mr Parker?â Alice-Miranda asked.
âWeâll get to that soon, Alice-Miranda. Itâs important to establish just how long Mr Parker and Nurse Raylene have been missing.â
âQuite long enough,â Myrtle snapped. âThe childâs right. Get the search teams together. Call in the sniffer dogs. Put out an ABC.â
âWhatâs that?â Sloane asked.
âI think Mrs Parker means an APB,â Millie said.
âWell, whatâs that?â Sloane asked again.
âIt means all-points bulletin. They say it all the time on American television shows when theyâre looking for the bad guys.â
Myrtle Parker wasnât feeling at all well. âI think IÂ need to lie down.â
Ambrosia Headlington-Bear offered to help her to her room and the pair disappeared down the hallway.
âWhat do we do now?â Alice-Miranda asked the constable.
âIâm going to alert the detectives in DownsÂfordvale. But with a few hoursâ head start, Iâm afraid Reginald and Raylene could be anywhere.â
âDo you really think heâs with Nurse Raylene?â Jacinta asked. âSounds weird to me. He didnât even know her â he was asleep.â
Sloaneâs eyes widened. âBut what if he wasnât?â
âOf course he was,â Millie said. âWe all saw him in there, on the bed.â
âBut what if he was faking it and was awake, and then when Mrs Parker was out, Nurse Raylene and Mr Parker made a plan to get away,â Sloane prattled.
âSeriously, youâve been watching too much TV,â Millie said. âThatâs a stupid idea.â
Constable Derby was furiously scribbling away. He looked up from his notepad and smiled at Sloane. âThat wouldnât be the strangest thing Iâve ever heard.â
âSee?â She poked her tongue out at Millie.
Alice-Miranda shook her head. âIâve been reading to Mr Parker every week for a little while now and I really donât see how he could
Ker Dukey, D.H. Sidebottom