Ot-oh I've lost Casey. He flew off and didn't come back. He isn't in my field of vision. Perhaps he went to the house. With his sense of direction, he would have been much capable. When I get home he isn't around anywhere.
“What's happened?” asks Geordie as I stand looking lost on the veranda.
“I lost Casey. I was making sure he was safe while practising flying. When he started getting confident he rode off on his own and hasn't come back. Come to think of it I'm not surprised. He's a natural at taking off and leaving without a word. People never truly change. They bend.”
“i***t. Were you under the impression he was gonna treat you any different from the first time round? At least we won't have to train him.”
“He sounded genuine yesterday.”
“He's a sleaze. Sounding one way and acting
