“I think so,” said Ollie. “We've followed the instructions so far. Let's keep going.”
“Dere a building,” said Flug, pointing at something that he could see in the distance. Try as they might though, none of the others could see what he was getting at.
“Are you sure?” asked Ethan. “My eyesight's excellent, but I can't make anything out.”
“Me sure. It dere,” Flug repeated, insistently.
Ronnie moved to the front of the group.
“If there's one thing I'm sure of,” he stated vehemently, “if Flug says he sees something, then you can be sure that it's there.”
“What, like our non-existent cat?” said Stitches.
“No,” said Ronnie. “That's different.”
“Or the dragon he reckons he keeps as a pet at the bottom of the garden?”
“Don't be awkward,” said Ollie, joining in Ronnie's defence of their fr
