CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
‘Fifth position,’ ordered Elizabeth. Audrey tried to move her feet without the book sliding off her head.
‘If the book falls off your head again, you will be punished much more severely,’ Diana said with glee.
Audrey felt the book sliding down the back of her head and woke up before it hit the floor.
Through the window she could see the first signs of dawn. Her sheets were sodden. She had no choice but to get out of bed and roll them up. She peeled off her clinging pyjamas and put on her dressing gown.
Lost in thought, she went down the wooden stairs barefoot, no longer noticing the accompanying chorus of creaks and squeaks. She stopped at the half landing and looked down the stairs that led to the hallway. This was where Robert Oakes had met the ghost boy. Who was
