Snowflakes, Silver and Secrets by Tracey Corderoy

Author:Tracey Corderoy [Corderoy, Tracey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Simon & Schuster UK
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

‘Can I go?’ nagged Bryony as she, Mum and Josh were sitting having breakfast next morning. She had tossed and turned all night long thinking about the Coopers and Mr Thimblefold.

‘Hmmm,’ said Mum. She took a sip of coffee and looked back at Bryony suspiciously. ‘I wouldn’t have thought you’d have wanted to see the Brooks. Not after the Market,’ she said. ‘If I didn’t know you better, I’d think you were up to something!’

‘I . . .’ Bryony stopped. ‘Okay, to be honest, I just want a tiny look around the Manor.’

‘Bryony,’ Mum sighed.

‘No, listen!’ said Bryony. ‘About that silver, well – Brook Dale Manor is the scene of the crime so it’s important I have a snoop round.’

‘Yeah!’ Josh nodded, taking his fourth slice of toast. ‘That’s what detectives do, Mum.’

Mum put down her coffee cup, folded her newspaper and looked back up at the twins.

‘For one, Josh,’ she said, ‘Bryony is not a detective – although I’ll grant you she’s very inquisitive.’

‘In— what?’ said Josh.

‘Inquisitive!’ beamed Bryony. ‘Nosy, annoying – all qualities great detectives need. I might actually be a detective one day, I think. Or an actress-detective like Ebony Swann. Hey, I think I’ve just found my dream job!’

Mum grinned. ‘But seriously, Bryony,’ she said. ‘You remember what happened the last time you went creeping around the Manor?’

‘Georgina locked you up in the attic!’ snorted Josh.

‘Yeah. But I wasn’t scared,’ said Bryony. ‘And I’m pretty sure if I go today I won’t be locked in any of their rooms – so Mum, please?’

‘Hey, Mum,’ said Josh, annoyingly changing the subject. ‘Why has Miss Pigeon sent tons of toilet paper? Is she trying to tell us something?’

Every Tuesday Miss P sent groceries to Plum Cottage, whether they needed them or not. Sometimes these groceries were nice, normal things. Bread, milk, cheese, maybe fruit – and in nice, normal quantities too. And this usually meant that these were just simple ‘groceries’.

Other times, though, she sent ‘grocery clues’ as to what she’d ‘seen in their future’. It was common knowledge that Miss Pigeon thought herself to be a fortune-teller.

Their Tuesday delivery had arrived last night – late because of the Market. And Miss Pigeon had sent only toilet paper. Rolls and rolls of it! It was currently on the dresser, piled high. This had to be Miss Pigeon giving them a weird clue about something she’d foreseen in their future.

‘Okay, so what’s she predicting?’ puzzled Josh. ‘A blizzard maybe? And we’ll all get snowed in?’

‘And how does that relate to loo roll?’ asked Bryony.

‘Well, it means that we won’t run out!’ nodded Josh with a snort.

This sounded rather random, but Bryony had far more pressing puzzles to solve than why loo roll was taking over the cottage!

‘So can I go to the Manor, Mum?’ she asked. ‘Please? It’s SO important.’

Mum paused to think. Always a good sign. Now Bryony knew she just had to deploy the ‘it makes total sense’ line . . .

‘I mean,’ said Bryony, ‘it makes total sense.

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