Bye Bye Baby

31

"What do you want to ask him?" Mrs Wilson said to me.

I wasn't sure where to look. I slowly became aware that I was scratching an eyebrow repeatedly. And it wasn't even itchy.

"Shouldn't you get your notebook out?"

I did as Mrs Wilson suggested. At least it gave me something to do with my hands.

"Could you ask Bruce if he can describe the kidnapper?" I asked.

Mrs Wilson turned her head and whispered something. Then she said to us, "Bruce was wearing a blindfold. He didn't see the man."

We were quiet for a while.

"What else?" Mrs Wilson said.

"What about at the school? Didn't Bruce see him then?"

She whispered again.

"He was tall," she said.

"What was he wearing?" Erica asked.

Again, Mrs Wilson leaned down. "A suit."

"What colour?" I asked.

"Grey."

"How old was he?"

"Bruce says he was older than Mummy."

The questions went on for about ten minutes. Ten very long minutes.

"That's great," Erica said at last. "But I think we need to get back to the station now."