AMELIA'S car turned into the street four minutes later.
Hazel and her friend were now out and standing at the small veranda when the headlights swept across the pavement, and she watched her mother step out of the car, running across the lawn to meet her daughter.
"Is something wrong? You said you wanted to show me something... Did someone hurt you? Did you..." Amelia trailed off as she searched around Hazel's body for any sign that she was hurt.
"No, it's not that." Hazel said slowly. "It's actually about you, mum. About Charles, actually. There is something you need to hear, but promise me you won't get mad or cry." The corners of the girl's eyes shimmered with unshed tears.
They looked at each other across the pavement.
"Show me," Amelia said.
Hazel held up her phone and pressed p
