Chapter 31
Frank parked the car a few yards from the entrance to the Bird House and stopped the engine. He turned to Maria.
“Stay here and I’ll have a look.”
“Let me come with you,” she said. He took her hand in his and smiled at her persistence.
“I’d rather you stay here. Please. I won’t be long.”
Frank walked up the path that had overgrown even more since his first visit that seemed like an age ago. The chirping of the hidden crickets seemed to intensify in the midday heat.
As Frank followed the curve of the pathway he caught a glimpse of Mr Ron’s bicycle, propped up against the outside shower room wall. Good. That meant he was here and Frank felt a rising optimism. Perhaps he would get some information and answers after all.
Flies spun around chaotically in the air as Frank appro
