Page 30 - Jeremiah Lollipop

Chapter Six

Three Goats

That night, Friday, Jeremiah was determined to have a look at the

concrete house across the road. He waited and watched, and tried not to

look like he was waiting or watching, until finally the moment arrived.

Mum started to clean the oven, dad was tinkering with his car in the

garage, the dishes were actually DONE this time, and the TV was on

nice and loud. This was the perfect moment to grab the torch and head

across the road.

Jeremiah made it to the path, walked casually towards the doorway,

and half-expected to hear his mother call, but she didn’t. He stepped

through the concrete rectangle and into the gloom of the building. Mr.

Flannel had driven away with yet another load some time ago, and he

usually took an hour before returning, so Jeremiah expected that he had

plenty of time to explore.

He walked straight in, through the gaping concrete frame, and

followed a track across the floor which the wheelbarrow had made. It

was bumpy, and consisted of clay bits that had been dropped and spilled