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By now I’m shaking. There’s absolutely no doubt this is Nan’s missing necklace. I’d recognise it anywhere. But how the hell did it end up in my coffee jar?
The immediate assumption is it must have been Tom. Just like Mum and Dad suspected. But he’s never been to Nan’s house. He doesn’t even know where she lived. So there’s no way it could have been him. It can’t have been Mum and Dad, because they wouldn’t have taken it and hidden it there. In any case, it’s only me who uses the coffee pot when they come over. And they were the ones asking me where it had gone. They seemed really upset about it.
It makes no sense. Something isn’t right. Things aren’t adding up. Everything seems to be falling away from me. Just when I thought it was going perfectly, the dominoes are starting to topple
