Missing Nancy by Carolyn Lewis

Missing Nancy by Carolyn Lewis

Author:Carolyn Lewis
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Headline
Published: 2012-01-01T00:00:00+00:00


JONATHAN

This place, St Cast, is really good. There’s a long road that goes all along the sea-front and you can walk the whole length, looking at the beach. The beach goes on for ages, and the town has got masses of restaurants and little cafés to sit and have ice-cream and coffee and stuff.

‘Look, Jon, what do you see?’ Mum asked me, ‘What can you smell?’

I didn’t know what she was on about, there was no smell apart from the sea.

‘The sea , I can smell the sea and I can see it too!’ We were coming back to the campsite after we’d had a long walk.

‘Exactly,’ she tapped me on the head. ‘Got it in one, no burger vans, no fish and chip cafés, not even that many people spoiling the view. Just this glorious beach and unspoilt town. You see, Jon, our seasides in the UK have been swamped by trash, buried in burgers.’

I wasn’t sure what she was on about. Dad and me had a pretty good holiday in St Ives last year but it didn’t seem the right time to remind her of that. I just mumbled, ‘Yeah.’ Actually I was dead chuffed she was in such a good mood again. Sebastian was on her shoulders, he was laughing and pulling at her hair and whenever Mum yelled ow he laughed even harder.

Mum didn’t seem angry or upset either. We walked around the campsite and it was smashing. We both said so and Mum said that it was a shame we weren’t going to be able to spend that much time here. She looked at me then and said that we could always come back another year.

The campsite has got two big swimming pools and another smaller one for kids like Sebastian. There were bikes to hire and they also had buses to different village markets and one evening one of the local vineyards would bring loads of wine to taste. Mum said that it sounded good and she might go. There was a big sandy area with different barbecues on it, away from the rest of the campsite.

Mum made me look at all the showers and toilets, all that stuff. They looked OK to me but she said they were superb. A toilet’s a toilet but she said it was all to do with standards of cleanliness – yeah right.

It was about 6.10 when we got back to the tents. ‘Showers, I think,’ Mum said and she went over to get the shampoo and stuff. We keep it all in a big carrier bag in the car. She put Sebastian on the ground and then turned to look at me.

‘Jon? I won’t refer to this again, I promise, well not in this way but ringing your dad, I understand. What I mean is I understand why you did it. There were mistakes on your part and on mine but as far as I’m concerned it’s over and done with, is that OK?’

OK? It was the best news I had that day.



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