Chapter Twenty-One: Respite… or Worse?The park was quiet, less busy than usual, the wet weather keeping almost everyone away. They both sat in silence, the image of the pawnbroker consuming them with terror. Neither felt able to speak, both lost in their thoughts.
As the silence continued, Jamie's unease grew until he could suffer it no longer. He stood up, throwing his head back to glare at the grey sky. “What are we going to do, Sarah?”
He swung around and looked at her. Head down, hair hanging like curtains to hide her face, her voice trembled as she muttered, “I don't know.”
“We have to do something. Tell someone. Not just Mum – I mean someone important. This is real – what we experienced was real.”
“I know,” she said, without moving. “I never believed such a thing could be possibl
