looked at them curiously as they scuttled out from under the desk. He didnât recognise them at all and in this town everyone knew everyone. They made their apology and hurried from the room.
âDid you catch what they were wearinâ?â they heard him say, as they escaped into the passage, as if his mop might be interested in his gossip. âI âave never seen the likes of them before, I âafta say.â
âI suppose we are going to look out of place, arenât we?â Bobby said, looking at their clothes. She was wearing leggings with a skirt, shirt and jacket and David wore jeans and a T-shirt. They both wore running shoes.
âGosh, I hadnât even thought of that. Well, thereâs nothing for it then. We have to make sure we stay way of sight rather than attract attention to ourselves.â Good old David and his logic, thought Bobby, and she was glad he was with her. When they left the tiny school building they made for the small forest that was adjacent to the school. They were discussing what their next move should be when they heard ballroom dancing music drifting toward them from down the street.
âOkay, I think if we follow that music we will find the dance that the notice talked of and I bet we will find Ina and Henry too,â David said and Bobby agreed. They ran from tree to tree until they were just behind the hall where the music was coming from. It was decorated with balloons and streamers and there was a big banner above the door saying âQueensborough Annual Danceâ. They made their way along the side wall of the building and then crouched down out of sight behind an enormous chimney.
âHowâs this going to work?â said David. âDo you think weâll even see them?â
âI donât know exactly, but my intuition tells me we donât have long to wait; we just have to be patient,â said Bobby feeling quite sure of herself. David looked at her as if considering whether or not he should say what he was thinking when they heard a young man speaking who must have been standing just on the other side of the chimney stack. They pressed back against the wall so as not to be seen.
âIna, why donât you just admit it? I know you remember everything. Why wonât you talk to me about it?â The voice of the young man sounded desperate and pleading.
âHenry Brewster, I swear, I donât know what youâre talking about and I wish youâd just stop all of this nonsense.â Inaâs voice sounded irritated and had a note of being superior and patronising, or as if she was trying to be that way. Bobby and David looked at each other in dismay. Their very own grandparents were standing only feet away from them; to hear them talking at all, let alone to each other, made both of them feel quite gobsmacked.
âBut itâs not nonsense, Ina. Why wonât you listen to me?â Henry asked, continuing the conversation.
âI wish youâd just leave me alone, Henry. Itâs not right, all this whispering around corners when no-one else is watching. You know Iâm going out with Robert Clyde and I plan on marrying him as soon as Iâm old enough. Besides, I could never go out with someone like you ⦠I mean, well, thatâs not what I meant, except that Robert is going to get an education and weâll have a fine life and ⦠well, thatâs all there is to it.â Bobby and David couldnât see Henryâs face at that moment but they could sense the utter devastation that he felt. Bobby felt appalled that her grandmother could be so judgemental and snobby. They heard a movement which sounded like Ina making an attempt to walk away and Henry grabbing her arm.
âLet go, you brute, how dare you!â she spat at him.
âNo, I wonât let go and youâd better not scream either, Ina Fairweather,â Henry hissed almost inaudibly.
âBut youâre
Colleen Hoover, Tarryn Fisher