Lucy McGinley stared into the wide open eyes of her son. No words would come.
Until Zeke spoke.
"Ma, you go. Leave now."
She turned to leave. Stopped. "I can't- "
"Just go, Ma, I can... tidy up here."
The way he said "tidy up" frightened her.
"No, Ezekial, you come with me, quickly - "
"Mr Bowen saw me come in here, Ma. Anyone see you?"
"I don't think - "
"Then get out now! Go home and don't say nothing. Whatever happens. You promise me?"
Someone had taken control. She did as she was told. What else could she do?
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