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The next day Jerome wasn’t so nervous when he heard the inspection hatch door opening. Of course, he hoped that it would be Wren, but he wasn’t too disappointed when it was Fox who emerged from the shaft. At least Fox would have news about Wren. He ushered Wren’s brother into the living room.
“Did you see Wren? How is she? Is she alright? Is she missing me?”
If Fox had inherited a photographic memory from his father, he might have noticed that these were exactly the same questions that Wren had asked about Jerome, but all he heard was somebody showing concern for his sister.
“She’s doing ok, but she won’t be if she has to stay there for months. Mum and dad won’t let anything happen to her physically; she’s probably eating better in there than she does normally ‘cos they keep bringin
