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£110. 120.

130.

140.

Are you all done at 140? Any advance?

Sold for £140. Thank you.

Now we come to lot 19.

This Victorian chest of drawers here.

£65 for this lot, anybody?

£65? No?

£50, then, for this Victorian chest of drawers?

50 bid. Thank you. 55. 60.

65. 70.

75.

Any advance, then, on £75 here?

£80. It's against you now, madam.

£85. 90.

£100.

£110.

At £110 here, then.

Any more?

Sold for £110. Thank you.

Thank you.

A nice, solid piece, this, Miss Petheric.

Yeah. I'm gonna paint vine leaves on it.

Oh, lovely.

Nice size for a bedroom, isn't it?

Yes.

There you go, my lover.

Thanks.

(BLEEPING)

(ENGINE ROARS)

My God!

Whatever were you doing?

Well, I'm pleased we've got that sorted out, Charles.

Do you expect Superintendent Le Page's report this week?

Yes.

You've been very open in your support for Doug Kersey.

Have you considered your own prospects?

Yes, sir.

There's a point beyond which it would be very imprudent to go in supporting a dishonest colleague.

Doug Kersey's not dishonest.

I admit he failed to write up his notes straightaway.

But he was tired after working nearly 12 hours' overtime the previous two days.

Isn't "tired" rather a euphemism, given Kersey's personal problems?

Anyway, that's not the real point.

It's now clear that when he realised he could be held accountable for Sennan's suicide,

he covered up by lying about the time of his interview with the prisoner.

Doug denies that and I believe him.

This old style, shoulder-to-shoulder with the troops, Charles -

it isn't relevant to modern policing.

It makes people a bit wary these days.

I take care of my team.

I leave public relations to you.

Sorry, Doug.

Lunch took a bit longer than expected. What have we got?

Well, eight witnesses from Penzance, all saying more or less the same thing.

We've got accident investigators at the scene.

And the victim?

Dinah Curran. 51. Married. Lives in Penzance.

She was certified dead on arrival at the hospital. The next of kin have been informed.

What personal history have we got on the driver?

Well, her name's Morna Petheric.

She's 28. She's single. Lives in Porthminster.

Works in the family business, which is a guest house, I think.

Tell us what happened, Morna.

Was it an accident?

Did your foot slip?

No. I had to destroy her.

Who?

She wanted to haunt me. She would never have gone away, unless I did.

Who wanted to haunt you, Morna?

A ghost.

So, it was a ghost that you saw today?

Have you seen ghosts before? Do you often see them?

No. Never.

Did you hear voices, telling you it was a ghost?

No.

Do you ever hear voices telling you things?

No.

Are you a religious person, Morna?

Not very.

But you believe in spirits.

The supernatural.

You believe in people coming back to haunt you.

I don't know. But she was there. I saw her.

So, the woman you saw today...

had come to haunt you?

Why else would she be there?

Look, Morna, it wasn't really a ghost, you know.

It was an ordinary woman crossing an ordinary street.

No. No, that's not possible. I know!

All right, Morna. It's all right.

We can talk about this later.

Interview suspended, 14:10.

She's not fit to be interviewed.

She may well be mentally disordered.

I'd like a doctor to see her as soon as possible.

Right, sir.

Thank you for coming in. Ma'am.

Would you like to follow me?

Yeah, they came for me at work.

Took me straightaway to identify her.

I didn't stay long.

I'm sorry.

Well, it's not the first time I've had to do it.

My first wife - she died in a coach crash. We'd been married 26 years.

Thank you.

So, Dinah was your second wife?

Yeah. Five years.

Well, I hated being on my own and Dinah was a bookkeeper in the company I work for.

Packaging, we make.

I'm in quality control.

And, well, we've neither of us children. Only ourselves to please.

We were company for one another.

What about her family? Are they local?

She never had any. Her parents died a long way back.

And she'd no brothers or sisters and she never spoke of any cousins.

Had she been married before?

No. A very quiet woman, Dinah.

And the name Morna Petheric means nothing to you?

Not at all.

These cars are so powerful nowadays.

I suppose she got in the wrong gear or something?

Maybe.

I don't know. I can't believe it.

Twice it's happened to me.

I've given her a mild sedative.

But I can't put my finger on what her mental condition is.

I'd like the community psychiatric nurse to see her.

She says she saw a ghost. Mmm.

Yet I can't see that she's suffering from any misperceptions.

She knows where she is, what time it is, the name of the Prime Minister - all the usual things.

There's no evidence of paranoia.

Is there any history of mental illness?

She says not but you can't rely on that.

You'd have to check with her GP or her family.

Sorry not to be more precise. That's all right.

Thanks, Doctor.

Whatever she thought she saw, it was a pretty powerful delusion.

(DOG BARKING IN DISTANCE)

I had a word with Stevens this morning.

Oh, yeah?

He told me Le Page will deliver her report to him this week.

She wants to see me again.

Well, I wouldn't mind meeting with her but I wouldn't expect her to jump to conclusions,

or to bend to pressure.

I know the score. There's a few people that wouldn't be sorry to see the back of me.

To be honest, if they go on messing me about,

I've more or less made my mind up to leave, anyway.

I'll be very sorry to lose you, Doug.

I know you've done what you can and I appreciate that.

But things have changed so much these last few years.

Nowadays, maybe I'd fit in better somewhere else.

I'd like to leave before I get too bitter.

Here we go.

The Holly and the Ivy.

Cute.

Good afternoon. We have some vacancies. Do come in.

Mr Petheric? Yes.

We're not looking for rooms, I'm afraid.

Mum...

Detective Superintendent Wycliffe.

This is Detective Inspector Kersey.

You are Mrs Petheric?

Alma Petheric. Yes. This is my son, Richard.

And your husband?

Oh, he no longer lives here.

We're here about your daughter Morna.

She's in police custody.

Morna? What on earth's happened?

She was involved in a traffic incident in Penzance this morning.

A pedestrian has been killed. Your daughter was driving.

An accident? Apparently not.

Someone was killed? How terrible...

Make us all a cup of tea, Richard.

Would you like a seat?

How was she this morning?

Was she upset in any way?

We have five guests at the moment.

We served their breakfast and then Morna went out.

Has she been depressed recently? Suffering mood swings?

She's been fine. She's fine.

I'd like to talk to her GP.

Oh, she hasn't had to see a doctor in years.

Please get me the name and address. Of course.

Can we see her? Course we can't.

She's been arrested.

Can we? We'll have some shortbread with our tea.

Your sister has been charged.

She'll appear before magistrates in the morning.

We'll ask that she be remanded to a secure hospital.

Hospital?

To make sure she's properly taken care of.

She must feel awful.

Mrs Petheric, I have to ask you this.

Does your daughter have a history of mental illness?

No! Of course not.

Are you sure she's never received treatment or counselling?

No.

Why?

Well...

She seems unable to give a rational account of what happened to her this morning.

She seems to believe that the woman that was killed...

..was a ghost.

Poor Morna.

Can I see her?

You'll be able to visit her, yes. You can be present in court in the morning.

She's charged with murder.

Milk or lemon?

Milk, please. Milk, please, yes.

Sugar? Two, please.

I always serve tea at this time.

Supper, by arrangement, is at eight.

No wonder Morna has some strange ideas coming from a home like that.

Maybe it's just the mother's way of dealing with the shock.

(DOG BARKING IN DISTANCE)

Sir... Yeah?

What about a word with the neighbours?

OK.

Yeah, of course I know Alma Petheric. She's my sister.

Your sister?

So, you know Morna well?

Oh, not really. I know who she is.

Naturally, I would.

You see, our two guest houses used to be all one.

Belonged to my parents.

But we decided to go our separate ways.

I don't really see much of them nowadays.

When did you last see Morna, Mr Randall?

Hmm... To speak to.

Not since she was a little girl.

You've not spoken to her for 20 years?

I suppose it is about that, yeah.

Family feud, is it? Not at all.

What, then?

Nothing. I told you - it's just the way things are.

Doesn't that bother you?

Well, it's always regretful when these things happen but you never think about it, really.

Would it surprise you to learn, Mr Randall, that your niece Morna Petheric

is in custody, charged with murder?

Oh...

She ran someone down on a pedestrian crossing, quite deliberately.

That's terrible.

I don't understand. Deliberately? Why?

We're not sure about her state of mind

but she says that she saw a ghost.

Who did she kill?

A Mrs Dinah Curran...

from Penzance.

Have you finished? Yes, thank you. Very nice.

I'll bring you some more toast, shall I? Marmalade or jam?

Marmalade, please. Thank you.

I'm going, then. Did you take the butter out?

Are you sure you won't come, Mum? I don't want the butter to be hard.

It's on the table.

All right.

See you later, then.

Mr Petheric.

I wasn't sure where to go. We're not on yet.

Do you want to sit down?

My mother wouldn't come.

They take things differently, don't they?

I still can't believe it.

I thought Morna had gone off to some auction in Penzance.

Each year we refurbish one of the bedrooms,

and she's keen on all these decorative paint finishes.

There was nothing wrong. Nothing at all.

I took the car apart to check for any mechanical failure.

But Morna doesn't deny what happened.

She's not crazy, you know.

Maybe not. I'm no doctor.

And even if she is, I mean, it's no shame.

Even police officers go for counselling these days.

Stress or whatever.

Does a lot of good sometimes. You know, get everything out in the open.

Might help.

No, Morna's never been crazy.

If she was, I'd tell you.

I spoke to your uncle. Vernon Randall.

What happened there, then?

Mum never likes to talk about it.

Don't you know?

You must have wondered.

Well, I think perhaps they couldn't agree about running the guest house when it was all one.

Do you think the rift between your mother and uncle

could have upset Morna in some way?

Well, I don't see why. We're used to it.

It's not like we're enemies. If we've got no vacancies, we send people next door.

It's just...

We've got nothing to say to one another.

You're on now, Mr Kersey.

Right. That's us. Thanks.

Don't forget this.

I'll see you there.

(SIGHS) Of all the times to have to socialise with the DCC.

And I have to be nice to his wife.

Don't come if you don't want to. Oh, don't tempt me.

You support me in what I do and this is what you want to do.

I think Stevens would be happier if I didn't.

Charlie, wherever you go, there'll be someone like him

banging on about performance, rationalisation, customer responsiveness.

You can't escape it.

We're not selling tea, you know. No.

That's precisely why you'd never do anything else.

I'll see you later.

Court rise.

You are Morna Petheric, living at 39 St Andrews Road, Porthminster?

I am.

Your date of birth is 17 December 1968?

Yes, it is.

You are charged that on the 15th day of April, 1997,

at Brookhill, Penzance,

within the jurisdiction of the county of Cornwall,

you did unlawfully kill Dinah Curran,

with malice aforethought,

against the peace of our sovereign lady the Queen.

Please sit down.

This is the first hearing. Obviously, in due course, this case will go to the Crown Court

and I ask for an adjournment in order to prepare papers for a committal.

She's in good shape for her age.

But I found something interesting.

Probably not relevant to your inquiries at all but...

See here and here...

on her hands?

Stab wounds? Yes.

How old? Well, years.

This scarring had healed up when she was a young woman.

Even so, it shows she's led not an entirely quiet life.

When I saw the scarring, I thought I'd have her X-rayed. Take a look.

It must have been a fairly long-bladed knife and quite a savage attack.

There's more than one penetration to the chest.

Probably just missed the heart and lungs.

Now, these are defensive wounds.

Obviously, she did her best to fend off her attacker.

Mr Curran never mentioned this.

Well, presumably it was all reported and documented at the time.

It shouldn't be too difficult to find out exactly what happened.

You're right. We have to pull together.

I mean, since you were last in here, there must have been, what,

maybe 2,000 people stayed in this house.

And they've all been comfortable.

All enjoyed their stay.

Now, that says something, doesn't it?

Yes. We did our best to put things straight. Both of us.

Well, then...

Oh...you're upset.

I knew you would be. You shouldn't have gone.

Vernon's come to see if he can help.

And I've just said to him:

if we don't know what happened then we can't lie awake at night fretting about the details.

She's right, Richard. Best not to know.

The police will deal with it.

Then when we go and see Morna, it'll be as if it never happened. That's the best way.

Yeah, but she'll go to prison, won't she?

Maybe not. Lawyers will sort it out.

Now, you put plenty of sugar in your coffee and forget all about it.

(MUSIC ON TELEVISION)

(MUSIC CONTINUES)

There she is.

Oh, please, sit down.

I'd been promising Dinah for ages to get it done.

Mr Curran, you must have noticed the scars on your wife's hands.

Yeah. On her chest, too.

How did she get them? Did she tell you?

Oh, she said it was an accident. Ages ago.

Did you believe her?

She said it was a time she'd prefer to forget. I really don't know much about it.

According to our forensic pathologist,

your wife had been the victim of a savage knife attack.

Mmm. I did sometimes wonder if it wasn't something more.

What was your wife's maiden name, Mr Curran?

Trewethen. Dinah Trewethen.

And do you know where she lived as a young woman?

Look, we both had sadnesses to contend with

and we decided when we got married

always to look forward, to keep cheerful.

We neither of us liked to dwell on the past.

Yes, a very intriguing case.

Morna remains convinced that she destroyed a ghost, not a human being.

We're no nearer an explanation, either.

Oh, her brother was here earlier.

Yeah, he seems very concerned.

Mmm. Tell me. From what Morna says,

I gather that her family life is very closed, very rigid.

There's no father apparently

and clearly a rather controlling mother.

Yes.

The mother's brother lives next door. He told us

that they haven't spoken to each other since Morna was a child.

Oh, well, when a family doesn't speak like that, it's seldom a lack of feeling.

You told us yesterday...

..that the woman you ran down in your car

was a ghost.

Is that right?

How did you know that?

She came after me to haunt me.

Why did you think that?

Had you ever seen this ghost before?

Did you know the woman? Her name was...Dinah Curran.

(CRYING) Had you ever seen her before?

You told us she wanted to haunt you. Why would she want to do that?

(TEARFULLY) Because it was all my fault.

What was?

That she died.

How did she die?

I killed her.

And how did you do that, Morna?

There was blood everywhere, screaming. It was all my fault.

When was this, Morna?

When did you kill her?

Years ago, when I was little.

How are we doing?

Well, I've been looking for a record of an assault on a Dinah Trewethen.

But with no date or location, it's a needle in a haystack.

There must be some connection between the two women.

Dinah was attacked and Morna has memories of some childhood incident involving brutal violence.

What about medical records? Lucy's onto that.

Nothing on the knife wounds but Dinah Curran had been married before.

I'm gonna check the records again under the name of Randall.

Randall?

You know that Vernon Randall is Morna's uncle? Lives next door.

No, I didn't.

Right. I must go.

I'll have to leave this to you.

You look frightfully smart, sir.

Thank you. Erm...let me know what you get.

(CHUCKLES)

I hope Stevens chokes on his vol-au-vent.

Prat.

(GENTLE PIANO)

Ah, how lovely!

Thank you so much. Thank you.

Dinah Trewethen?

Yes, my wife. Such a bizarre coincidence. I can't believe it.

Would Morna have recognised her aunt, do you think?

Well, I don't know. Morna was so young when Dinah left.

It was 20-odd years ago.

How did your wife come to leave you, Mr Randall?

Well, we more or less agreed things weren't working out between us.

One day I found the proverbial note on the mantelpiece.

Did you report her missing?

No. Why should I?

Did your wife have any scars on her hands, Mr Randall?

Scars? Mm-hm.

No.

Are you sure? Positive.

Why do you ask?

The post-mortem shows that some years ago your wife was the victim of a knife attack.

Is that why she left you?

No.

People do sometimes just go missing from the lives they lead.

They lose all connection with their past for all sorts of reasons.

Having someone try to kill you might be a very good reason.

If Morna did recognise Dinah Curran in Penzance yesterday as her long-lost aunt...

you'd agree that it would make some sense of why she thought she was seeing a ghost?

Well, I suppose so. Who knows?

But it's uncanny. I can't get used to it.

But why would Morna want to kill her aunt, to destroy her ghost?

I've no idea.

None at all.

I'm as lost in all this as you are, Inspector.

We thought the Algarve again this year.

Oh.

You don't play golf, do you?

Afraid not.

Richard and I enjoy it.

Charles plays, doesn't he?

Occasionally.

Maybe you should consider taking it up.

Oh, I'm quite happy walking miles without hitting a ball.

But remember: sharing something that gets you out of the house together is no bad thing.

Richard and I have discussed early retirement, too.

We haven't discussed... Oh, it's always harder for the wife.

Don't you think?

(MOBILE PHONE RINGS)

Won't be a minute.

Wycliffe.

Yet they can be such a boon sometimes, can't they?

Always on duty.

You're never off the hook, either, are you?

The Petheric case. Yes?

There's a body buried in the garden.

I have to go.

We'll see Helen home. Charles...

The press will be onto this like a shot.

Until I see Le Page's report, I'd like Kersey kept out of the limelight.

If we have to suspend him in the morning, we don't want him in front of a camera crew tonight, do we?

(DOG BARKING)

Come on. Ah, thank you.

Well, we've got a body, all right.

Charles.

Cyril. Sir. Adult male.

It's been in there for some considerable time.

I never thought...

I was just trying to help Morna.

What happened?

It was that really hot summer.

1976?

I think so.

What happened?

I remember the heat.

Everything was dry and dusty.

Go on.

And afterwards, we weren't allowed in the garden.

That's all.

I just remember...Uncle Vernon left the hose pipe running in the garden.

But they wouldn't let me play in it.

Then he was digging in all the mud.

And I wanted to help but Mum took us down to the beach instead.

You must remember more than that.

I mean, you knew enough to go digging, didn't you?

But I never believed it really happened.

Why else would Morna...

Whose body is in the garden? I can't say.

Will we find other bodies out there?

You see...

We know your Aunt Dinah was attacked, years ago.

Morna saw that happen, didn't she?

Saw the blood.

Yeah, that's what she told me today.

And I do remember Uncle Vernon digging.

How old were you in 1976, Richard?

Erm...five.

And Morna was how old? Seven?

Neither tall enough nor strong enough

to stab an adult repeatedly with a knife.

An adult trying to defend themselves.

Whose body did you find in the garden, Richard?

No, you...

Richard?

You don't understand. It can't be true.

My dad just left. That's what Mum said.

I was no different from all the other kids at school and nor was Morna.

I mean, things like that just don't happen, do they?

We're a normal family.

Mrs Petheric...

The body of an adult male has been found buried in your garden.

What can you tell us about it? Nothing. Nothing at all.

You've no idea whose body it is?

No.

How long have you lived here?

All my life. I was born in this house.

And you know nothing of a body buried in the garden?

No.

Where's your husband? Huh!

What's his name? Robert. Robert Simon Petheric.

And where is he now? I don't know.

Your sister-in-law, Dinah Randall...

Mr Wycliffe, I'm really sorry but I really can't help you.

Well, perhaps you could help Morna.

(KNOCK AT DOOR) Come in.

Sit down.

I'm just finalising my report for DCC Stevens to pass on to the Police Complaints Authority.

Now, in earlier interviews,

you maintained that you last visited Sennan in the cells at 6:30.

That's right. Although this conflicts

with the written custody record kept by Sergeant Cannon.

Yes.

Well, if the custody record is correct, you last spoke to Sennan shortly after eight o'clock.

You were the last person to see him alive.

He must have set about killing himself immediately upon your departure.

I was at home at half-past seven, in the bath.

This you have maintained throughout.

But due to the lack of a contemporaneous written record, your account has remained uncorroborated.

This will be noted in your record.

However, if you did visit Sennan at 6:30

and Sergeant Cannon then visited him at seven and then at eight o'clock,

which he maintains in his custody record,

then surely he would have noted the distressed state of the prisoner?

And he would have noted Sennan tearing up his shirt to make a noose.

That would take a bit of time, wouldn't it?

I now have evidence in the form of a witness statement to support your version of events.

What?

Who from?

Another prisoner.

He was released that night without charge.

His presence in the cells was not immediately made known to me.

It took me some time to trace him through the custody record.

I can't tell you any more at the moment but it will all be in my report.

However, I think it's important that you know

why I was confident that your account would be vindicated.

Not one officer that I spoke to

would believe there could be such...

negligence and dishonesty

in a colleague they all admire and respect.

I know these inquiries can be very demoralising.

I mean, sometimes justifiably so.

But I do hope you'll take time to digest what I've told you...

and not make any hasty decisions about your future.

Thank you.

It could very well be Robert Petheric.

The right sort of age and so on.

Dental records should confirm it.

I can't give you the precise cause of death - the body's been in the ground too long.

But this chap has very similar wounds to Mrs Curran.

But if you're arguing that Dinah Curran

was attacked at the same time

then you're probably looking for two assailants, not one.

Why? Different knife.

Now, this one has a serrated edge.

Like a bread knife.

You find none of the suggested charges against Inspector Kersey are proved.

How can that be?

I have recommended that it be noted on his record

that he failed to keep a contemporaneous written record on his interview with Sennan.

That's a flea bite.

There will be charges brought against Sgt Cannon.

It's proved he did falsify the custody record.

He's already taken early retirement. It's not going to make any real difference.

You'll find my main findings in the conclusion, sir.

I also thought it appropriate to note the excellent morale of Superintendent Wycliffe's team,

under difficult circumstances.

"Low staffing levels."

"Excessive caseloads."

"Lack of support for senior officers."

"Unacceptable delays in the implementation of new structures."

What is this? A witch hunt?

You were investigating a death in custody, not carrying out a management survey.

You assured me you didn't want a whitewash...sir.

All done? All done.

The DCC's a bad loser.

And Doug Kersey?

Well, he's had to think about his priorities.

No bad thing, perhaps. I think he'll be fine. He'll soon be back on track.

Thank you. Oh...you're welcome.

Morna, we now know...

..that the woman you saw in Penzance was your aunt...

..Dinah Randall.

Is that correct?

And you hadn't seen your Aunt Dinah since you were a little girl.

Do you remember her leaving? (CRYING)

Now...

When we spoke to you yesterday...

..you told me that you killed her. Is that right?

Yes.

When you said that,

you didn't mean that you killed her in Penzance two days ago with your car?

No, years ago, at home.

There was blood everywhere. In the bedroom. On the walls. Everywhere.

How did it begin?

I went to talk to Mum and Uncle Vernon.

And they were shouting and crying.

And screaming.

Who was shouting and crying? They were.

Who? The grown-ups.

What else did you see?

Uncle Vernon in the garden.

What was he doing?

Digging.

Mum said it would be all right then. I was to forget about it. They'd look after me.

We went to the beach.

And after that, the guest house was divided into two.

But no-one ever spoke about what had happened.

Why would we talk about those things? It was all my fault.

They were just making sandwiches. It was me that made them all so angry.

That's why Aunt Dinah came back to punish me.

Morna...

The tragedy is that you have killed your aunt

but not when you were a little girl.

Things did happen to you when you were young.

Frightening, fearful things, which you couldn't understand.

Because no-one explained them to you, they grew into dark shapes...

..in the shadow of which...

..none of your family cared to linger.

Tell me.

Your Aunt Dinah was attacked.

Somehow she escaped from the house and survived.

And then she just disappeared.

Maybe she was too scared to go to the police. We don't know.

15 years later, in Penzance, she met and married John Curran.

And when you saw her again, all those frightening memories

of blood and screaming

came flooding back to you.

And that's where the ghost came from.

But I saw Uncle Vernon bury her.

Morna...

We have found a body buried in the garden but it's not your aunt.

Now, just think, Morna.

Who were the grown-ups involved?

There was your Uncle Vernon,

your Aunt Dinah, your mother and...

Who else?

(REPORTERS CLAMOURING)

VERNON: I don't want to upset Alma, Officer. She's my sister.

Into the car, Mr Randall.

(SIREN)

Sir...

Doug. Are you OK?

Yeah. You were right about Le Page.

I think I'll hang around a bit longer.

I'm very glad to hear it.

Why did you want us to come up here?

I want you to judge for yourself.

There. It's a pleasant room, isn't it?

You can tell, can't you?

Nothing bad has ever happened here.

Your daughter's going to stand trial for the killing of Dinah Randall.

I think she deserves an explanation of what's happened in this family.

Even if it is 20 years too late.

It was Morna who came running to tell me.

She was only little.

She thought it was funny that her daddy and her Auntie Dinah were in bed together

in the middle of the day.

Right under the sheets together, she said.

In this room.

And what did you and your brother do about that?

Vernon and I were cutting sandwiches.

We had the knives in our hands and we came up here.

And then?

But Dinah survived?

When we found out she'd gone, we expected the police any minute...

..but no-one ever came.

I never thought Morna would remember.

I never imagined she really understood what had happened.

I thought we'd be all right.

I redecorate this room every year.

(REPORTERS CLAMOURING)

Have you found any more bodies?

(CAMERAS CLICKING)

(CLAMOURING CONTINUES)

How long had the body been in the ground?

Looks like you're on your own now.

Yeah.

I'll try and keep things going for Morna's sake.

Maybe you'd be better off starting again somewhere fresh.

No, I'm not gonna pretend it never happened.

That's what my mum and Uncle Vernon tried. They never spoke to each other.

No, it's no good.

Silence doesn't make things go away, does it?

No.

Better to stay here.

Face up to everything.

I still can't believe it.

People will want to stay here specially now, won't they?

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