At the Firefly Gate by Linda Newbery

At the Firefly Gate by Linda Newbery

Author:Linda Newbery [Newbery, Linda]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: General Fiction, cookie429, Kat, Extratorrents
ISBN: 0385751133
Publisher: Yearling
Published: 2004-01-01T00:00:00+00:00


He counted them back in. Three planes went missing that night and one of them was Henry.

ELEVEN

HENRY’S HAUNT

Monday, and Henry was almost wishing he could go to school with Simon and the others. It didn’t feel like the summer holidays, not yet; not with everyone else still at school. When he’d been with Simon and the others, or with Mum and Dad, all the strangeness of dreams and coincidences seemed less important — just stray thoughts. When he was on his own, he couldn’t stop thinking about them.

Where was it all going? Where was it taking him? What was it all for? Sometimes he wondered if he was seriously losing his marbles — he must be, if he couldn’t even tell what was real and what wasn’t.

There was a papery clatter of post through the letterbox. Going to pick it up, expecting the usual dull stuff for Mum and Dad, Henry’s eyes went straight to a letter with his own name on it, and four Arsenal stickers. Nabil! Inside was a postcard of a brontosaurus and one of Nabil’s cartoons. He’d drawn Henry up a haystack with a snorting bull at the bottom and himself perched on the very top of the London Eye, each looking at the other through a telescope. Nabil was good at cartoons. ‘The dinosaur’s from the Natural History Museum,’ he had written on the back of the postcard. ‘Dad’s taking us there when you come — we thought it’d be nice for you to meet some relations. Hurry up and get your email sorted out!’

Henry felt cheered up by that, less anxious about being in the house by himself, even if Nabil was miles and miles away. Officially, Pat was in charge of him till Mum and Dad came home, but Mum had asked him to sort out his old toys and games and given him a list of things to get from the shop. He spent an hour or two rummaging through the things he’d stuffed into a cupboard until it was time to go out.

His crossing of the green was carefully timed to coincide with playtime at school. Just as he’d hoped, Simon and some other Year Six boys were in the playground, leaning against the wall, as it was still too hot for football.

‘Hey, Simon!’ Henry yelled, and Simon came over, followed by Neil, Jonathan and Elissa.

‘Aren’t you bored, hanging round at home?’ Neil asked.

Henry shrugged, not liking to be the centre of attention. ‘S’all right. But I’d rather be here with you lot.’

‘Can’t you come in with us after play?’ Elissa suggested. She had her long hair in two plaits today. Jonathan waggled the end of one and said, ‘Don’t be daft, Liss.’

‘You could, though, on Wednesday!’ Simon gave his big Rusty Dobbs grin. ‘Miss Murphy always goes on a course, Wednesdays.’

‘Mrs Mobbs takes us, she’s a supply teacher. She can never remember all our names,’ Elissa joined in.

‘And Tim’s away this week, so there’s an empty place next to me,’ Simon finished.



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