She knelt in front of me and gently kissed my forehead . She thanked me repeatedly with tears in her eyes before rushing to the front door . ‘ What ’ s your name ?’ I called . The latch clicked shut behind her and she was gone . I picked at the bandage on my toe in the knowledge that I would never see her again .
No . It must be two hundred and fifteen .
~.~ The police came round again . Nancy perched close to me on the sofa and secured my hand in both of hers before I had a chance to recoil . ‘ What ’ s going on ?’ I asked . The-one-who-takes-no-sugar shuffled forward on the sofa . ‘ Mrs Rogers , there have been some developments to the case .’