Tuesday December 1
“Where are we going, for heaven’s sake?” Cleo asked.
Gary did not usually go for walks when he should be
at the office, so Cleo was perplexed.
“Down here,” said Gary as they turned into one of
the crescents. They were now the other side of the centre of Upper Grumpsfield.
It was cold and mystery tours on foot were not Cleo’s choice of entertainment.
