Episode Two

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Claudette shimmied along High Street, passing the Crown and Thistle on her left as Marie Templeton was watering her hanging baskets. Peering through the dripping lobelia she tutted and shook her head.

“That’s all folk’ll be talking about today then.”

Her son, Alex, glanced at the swaying, retreating bottom of Claudette. 

“Not if Mrs Lovelace has her twins today they won’t Mum. That’s proper gossip.”

Marie ruffled his hair and marvelled at the innocence of a twelve year old boy.

“Mrs Lovelace would need to give birth to a couple of unicorns to stop them talking about that young lady, Alex. Now, get a move on, you’ll be late back to school. Where’s your cap?”