“Ah… no-one.”
Stephen looks at him askance. “No-one? What’s that supposed to mean?”
David takes a breath. “It’s Shelley.”
“Shelley?” Stephen looks upstairs. “And what does she want?”
David covers the receiver with a hand. “She wants to come home. I think there’s something wrong.”
“Is that right? Well, there was a lot wrong when she took off the way she did. I thought it would kill Dad. She’s not coming back now.”
“Steph…”
“Give me that phone.” Stephen snatches it from his brother’s hand. “Shelley. You’re not coming back here. Don’t ring again. You’re not welcome.” He starts to slam the receiver down, but David grabs it before it clicks down.
“If you don’t mind, I’d like to talk to our sister.”
“She’s no sister of mine. And she’s not coming back.”
The voice babbles out of the ear-
