Chapter Ninety-Three
Ninety-Three
Clear
Maybe I should give Caleb a chance to explain, but what’s happened seems abundantly clear – especially in light of the phone calls I heard. He was trying to reassure Marlene that nothing was going on with the neighbour, because he was talking to his wife.
I pack up all my belongings, leave extra watercress and lamb’s lettuce for Buttercup, put Nemo in his carry case and text Halloon for a lift to the harbour.
The snakes have just been fed and watered, and Halloon has agreed to take care of them – following the instructions in the binder – until their owners can sort other measures.
It’s ferry day and I’m not going to miss this one.
I’m out of my house before Caleb and his wife are back from their walk. If he knocks – or rather, when he knocks, because of course he will – he’ll find me gone.