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from Granddad for a long time.
    ‘Adam, did you see the way Granddad and Donald hugged earlier?’ I asked.
    Adam doodled something on his piece of paper. I knew what he was drawing, but I pretended I hadn’t been looking. He would get over things in his own way. ‘What you on about?’ he asked.
    ‘I just thought it seemed a little strange. Seeing Granddad hug someone like that. Especially Donald. He hardly knows Donald.’
    Adam chewed the end of his pen. ‘What are you trying to say? That they know each other better than we think, maybe?’
    ‘I don’t know. It’s just… I think we should maybe write it down in the mystery book and ask Granddad why he did that. Maybe ask Donald first, though. Because Granddad doesn’t know we’re close friends with Donald and everything.’
    We chatted for a little longer before we fell asleep.
    *
    The next day, Granddad took me, Adam, and Emily—with permission from her parents—onto the beach. Gran stayed at home and did a crossword.
    ‘You not fancy a walk?’ Granddad asked.
    Gran looked up at him and frowned. ‘Don’t be daft.’ She turned her eyes back towards the magazine and tucked into her crossword.
    I liked walking on the beach. It was a pity we couldn’t go down on our own. We could sneak down, of course. In fact, we tried it once, but Granddad always seemed to be watching.
    Adam and Emily teased one another as I walked behind them. The two of them punched each other. I wondered if this was how Emily got so many bruises. She didn’t seem to mind though.
    ‘Stop being such a wuss,’ she said to Adam, as she wrapped a strand of seaweed around her neck. It looked revolting but I tried to smile. Instead, she looked back at Adam, who flicked the seaweed into her face.
    ‘They’re a right little team, those two, aren’t they?’ Granddad said. I wasn’t sure where to look.
    ‘Yeah, I mean. We all get on well. All good friends.’
    Granddad chuckled. ‘He reminds me of me, y’know. All the girls were after me at his age, too.’
    I tried to laugh, but it probably sounded more like a whimper. My attempts to change the conversation were interrupted by Carla diving into a rock pool. Adam and Emily laughed, and Granddad charged towards Carla and battled with her to put her on her lead. ‘I’d best get her cleaned up, daft thing,’ he said.
    Adam tutted. ‘Can’t we stay? I promise we’ll not go far.’
    Granddad insisted that we weren’t to stay on the beach on our own, as it was unfair to Emily. We headed up to our den.
    ‘The mysteries are drying up a bit,’ Adam said, as we reached the makeshift entrance. ‘But I’m sure we’ll come across something soon. It’s about time.’
    As we stepped inside, we were startled to see Donald sitting on the chair he’d built for us, his mustard cloak wrapped round his shoulders. He fiddled with his watch.
    ‘Um… Donald?’ I said.
    He snapped out of his trance and laid eyes on all three of us, leaping up from the chair. ‘I… I’m terribly sorry, kiddos. I came to see if you were here and must have got taken aback. I’m just really impressed with this den you’ve made for yourself. And my chair ain’t too bad, if I may say so myself.’
    ‘Yeah… I mean, thanks, Donald. For the chair. We jus—’
    ‘No worries, Donald,’ Adam said, as he sat down on the chair. ‘You’re practically the fourth member of our team anyway. You’re like our boss.’
    Donald grinned and chuckled like a child. ‘Well I’m very flattered, mister. Anyway, I came to ask you boys if you fancied a trip down to the caves later. I thought you’d maybe fancy looking for some ghosts. See if anything spooky is going on. And you’re welcome to come too, of course, Emily.’
    Emily rubbed at her arm. ‘I—well, I’ll ask but, I don’t know if we’re busy. I’ll see.’
    Donald smiled. ‘No worries, love. You’re more than welcome to join us, you know?’
    ‘Like she’s gonna join us,’ Adam said,