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After a minute or two of Tara banging on about morse code, Star gave up. “Okay, have it your way, Tara. I’ve got important stuff to do.”
“Bugger off, then,” said Tara. “I’m going to have a few more gin and tonics before my hair appointment. Wish me luck!”
As Star turned to leave, she tripped on Tara’s oversized handbag—goodness only knows what she kept in it— and crashed into an ornamental pot-plant revealing none other than Auntie April.
“Oh, my!” said April with an embarrassed titter. “Fancy meeting you two here!”
Tara leapt up. “You were spying on us! We are the spies!” She jabbed an accusing finger at April. “How dare you be the spy!”
“How dare YOU!” said April, scrambling over the fallen pot-plant in her haste to get away.
“HOW DARE YOU!” shouted Tara. She lunged at the fleeing April and managed to grab hold of her jacket.
“Look!” cried Star. “On her shoulder! A bell-bird.”