Jamie's Story

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  • Published: 22 Aug 2013
  • Updated: 15 Jan 2015
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Abby's life had always been different after her Mum died. Now Jamie is here, everything has got A LOT weirder. Who is he? Why is her Dad so irritated by his family? Could there be something about the two they never knew? When one friendly bond expands into something bigger and a huge secret is revealed, the two lives of one boy and one girl are torn apart drastically and in an act of what may be love, or may not, Abby is determined to set the record straight and discover what really is Jamie's story...

Cover credit goes to @LilyAnnaNightshade, thank you!

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24. The Bottom Drawer

 

Molly finished laying out her duvet on her bed and smiled. There. Perfect. Everything had finally been put in place and for the first time since she had arrived at her new house, she felt at home. She breathed in that new home smell and did a small twirl on her circle rug. She stretched out her arms and felt her skirt billow out, and as she stopped, she felt slightly dizzy and sat down on the spinney chair by her desk. The desk, Molly realised, was the only thing she hadn't bought back from her old house, apart from the curtains. It was nice, oak she suspected, which meant she had to be careful when setting down drinks upon the surface. She had yet to buy a pot to place all her pencils and pens in, and planned to do that this weekend. There was already drawers built in and Molly wondered what was inside. She bent down and opened the top drawer. Nothing. Middle drawer. Nothing. She bent as low as possible and opened the third drawer. A pig eraser which had previously been used judging by the grey marks from rubbing out the pencils. She sighed, and was about to shut the door when something slid down from the back. A notebook. It was red, and on a pink post-it-note was scrawled 'ABBY FINCH'. Who was Abby Finch? Molly opened it up to discover a message. 

 I'M JUST SO SORRY. I GUESS THIS MEANS NO MORE DARING JOURNEYS ONTO THE GREENHOUSE WHICH IS A VERY BIG SHAME. I ONLY KNEW YOU FOR 48 DAYS. JAMIE.

Strange, thought Molly. Maybe this belonged to someone that used to live here? And then, she turned the page and in a neat writing was words, lots of them, and as Molly flicked through, she saw all the pages filled up with what seemed like some sort of story. Interesting. Molly flicked back to the beginning and she began to read the words:

The only thing separating Abby and Jamie was a battered old fence that had lost most of it's stability in the fierce winds that had come down on the two houses over the years. Originally it was supposed to be a fresh yellow, like the centre of a daisy in spring, but the colour had been drained away and it had changed to a muddy brown, rather like the slimy sludge deep at the bottom of a murky swamp. Woodworm had descended rather heavily on the fence, you could tell by the large holes. It was due to these large holes that Abby first saw Jamie. 

 

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