Page 29 - We Made a Movie

I set my alarm for early the next morning. There were only twelve days until the appeal went to court. I didn’t have a second to lose if I was going to save the town.
The first thing I needed to do was find a camera. After all, it would be a bit hard to make a movie without one. I was sure we had one somewhere in the house, but four broom cupboards and eighteen drawers later there was no sign of the old thing. Maybe we’d given it away before we’d moved. Mum had sold loads of our stuff when Dad had been sad, to try to pay the rent on our old flat. Now I thought about it I was sure the camera was one of them.
“What are you doing?” asked Mum, as I brushed a decade’s worth of dust off my knees.
I told her all about our movie plan, while Dad hovered in the background, varnishing the hallway’s wooden panelling.
“What a brilliant idea!” cried Mum.
Dad dropped his brush. “I’m not sure about
this...”
“That’s because you’re on the developers’
side,” replied Mum curtly.
“You’ll upset half the town,” he told me.
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