Tuesday 24 March 2015

The Magic Key - 2


‘It’s obvious it’s old. You know no more than I do so just admit that instead of speculating the obvious.’

‘I was only trying to help,’ he answered, hurt by his older sisters comments.

‘Well I’d really appreciate help searching this place if you two don’t mind.’

‘Of course not,’ Sheila said, ‘I think we’d both like to know what it opens.’

‘Divide and conquer I say.’ Jeff jumped up. ‘I’ll take downstairs.

Slowly the three began searching every item and door in the house looking for anything with a keyhole and excluding each item in turn when the key refused to even insert into most let alone turn. After several hours of searching and with every nook and cranny checked to no avail Jeff threw himself down on the couch exhausted. ‘This is hopeless,’ he complained to the other two who had re-joined him in the living room after their own fruitless exploration. ‘We’re never going to find it. Mat are you sure dad didn’t give you some item, maybe years ago.’

‘No nothing.’ Mat thought back still unable to remember any item his uncle had given him with a lock.

‘Well that just leaves the gardens and outbuildings.’ Sheila stated less willing to give up so easily than her brother. ‘Come on.’

‘At least let a chap have some lunch first.’ Jeff protested.

‘You stay if you want but I want to find out.’

‘Oh all right.’ Jeff pulled himself off of the couch with effort. ‘This had better be worth missing lunch for.’

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