The Making of May by Gwyneth Rees

Author:Gwyneth Rees [Rees, Gwyneth]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780330471695
Publisher: Macmillan Children's Books

‘Anyway, all your dad’ll do is yell at us for a bit,’ I pointed out, because that was the only thing Ben or Louise ever did whenever I didn’t follow one of their instructions.

‘He might do more than yell,’ Alex said warily as he followed me upstairs.

‘Really?’ I was surprised because I didn’t think Mr Rutherford seemed like the type of grown-up who smacked. But then, I suppose I’d never seen him when he was really angry.

But it turned out that wasn’t what Alex meant. ‘He might take away our garden,’ he said.

I stopped in my tracks. ‘He wouldn’t do that!’

‘He might. After all, he can’t take away the television as punishment, can he? That’s what Mum does whenever she wants to punish me – she takes away the portable in my room.’

‘You really think he’d use the garden to punish us?’ Losing TV viewing time was one thing, but losing gardening time was something else entirely – especially as, thanks to Mrs Daniels, our garden was soon going to be the secret one I’d always dreamed of having. I didn’t think I could bear to lose it now.

‘Like I said – he might. He knows it’s something we’d care about losing, doesn’t he?’

I frowned. ‘Maybe we’d better wait for him like he said.’

As we hurried back down to the front hall, we heard Mrs Daniels’ voice inside the house now. She was too far away to hear properly, but she sounded cross.

‘When she gets here, we’ll just say that we must have made a mistake about her being a burglar,’ I told Alex. ‘OK?’

But he was starting to grin.

‘Stop it,’ I protested. ‘We mustn’t laugh!’ I was starting to feel a bit like grinning myself and I knew I had to keep control of it this time.

Fortunately though, it was only Mr Rutherford who came back to join us a few minutes later. ‘Burglars, eh?’ he said, raising his eyebrows. ‘I think since you two are feeling so jittery this morning, you’d better go up to Alex’s room and play quietly for a while.’

‘We don’t play,’ Alex pointed out. ‘We’re not little kids, Dad.’

‘Oh, I see – you just act like it sometimes, do you?’ Alex’s father didn’t sound all that cross, but I could tell he was serious about us staying out of trouble for a bit.

‘Come on, Alex,’ I said quickly. ‘We can make a list of everything there is to do in the garden.’

‘Good idea,’ Mr Rutherford said. As we started up the stairs he called out after us, ‘I’ve got to drive over to the library in town in a little while, to do some research. I won’t be back until late this afternoon, so just make sure you behave yourselves while I’m gone!’

In Alex’s room I sat down on the bed while I waited for him to find some paper for us to use for our list. I spotted the sketch pad I had seen before, lying on his bedside table, so I picked it up.

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