"Someone broke into our house again, love. I don't know who, I didn't get a good look at them before I fell, but they were searching through the drawers in the kitchen as I came in from shopping. I tripped over my own feet trying to get out before they noticed me. I really am terribly clumsy..."
"Nan, let's not just glaze over the fact you said we were broken into again," Elle said, her concern growing despite her Grandmother already seeming more animated. "We've got to call the police. We were burgled not even a fortnight ago and now someone's rifling through our drawers? This can't be a coincidence."
"Don't panic yourself over this, we're just unlucky," Mae said, dismissing Elle with a flippant flick of her wrist.
Whilst it was good to see her Grandmother gain enough strength to give
