Chapter 42

“I’m Morgan Berry.”

“Two Bs,” said Reginald. “Our family names. They both begin with B.”

“You’re right,” I replied, unable to think of a more interesting response.

“Do you live around here?” he asked, walking a little further past me.

I shrugged. “I’m not sure. Where is here?”

“Here is here,” he replied thrusting out his hands, palms up, before letting them drop by his sides. “I’ve never seen you in these parts before so I was wondering if you were a stranger here.”

I glanced about me, seeing nothing but the dark shapes of trees, and Reginald. “I’ve never really been anywhere. In my whole life I’ve only ever lived in two houses. I don’t recognise this place so I guess I must be a stranger.”

“Glad to hear it,” he said patting me on the shoulder. “Strangers make the most interesting friends.”

“Why?” I asked, feeling as if the answer was going to be obvious.