Luke, still excited at finding a job, drove up the farm road. He couldn’t wait to tell Andy his news. There was a strange car in place of Andy’s van.
Entering the house, Luke headed for the kitchen for a much needed cuppa. He’d been converted to tea, thanks to Andy’s almost constant drinking of the stuff. He pulled up short when he saw Craig and Dennis sitting at the kitchen table, gloomy expressions on both their faces.
“Er, hi,” Luke said.
“Uncle Andy’s gone out,” Craig said, looking at him briefly before returning his gaze to the table top. “He got the wrong delivery of pig food or something, so had to go sort it out.”
“Oh, right.” The good news about his job would have to wait. “So, how come you’re here?” Realising the abruptness of his question, Luke quickly added, “Not that you’
