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Suspicions
Daisy was taking up the entire sofa as she snored, so Grace was forced to perch on the edge as she showed Mrs. Oldfield the draft of her latest design.
‘So, what’s this, then, dear?’
‘Can’t you tell?’
Mrs. Oldfield looked pained. ‘Well, no, not really. That’s some kind of fish?’
‘It’s a shark.’
‘And it’s holding hands with a….’ Mrs. Oldfield looked up. ‘What is this, exactly?’
‘It’s the Mourning Lady. The shark is holding hands with the Mourning Lady.’
Mrs. Oldfield fixed her with a firm stare. ‘May I ask why?’
‘It’s a bond. Like a circle.’
‘And whatever does this have to do with the Blue Sands Café?’
‘It’s supposed to represent friendship and connection.’
‘But why would a shark be friends with a historical figure that may or may not have even existed? I get what
