Page 187 of The Silent Appeal

The sculptures are ready. I’ll bring them this afternoon.

12:34 p.m. Sarah-Jane wrote:

Ah, you saw the spreadsheet! Thank you, thank you, thank you, Emma.

12:35 p.m. Emma wrote:

I modeled them on Gerda, although more as I imagined her than the woman playing her, who isn’t quite as inspiring.

12:37 p.m. Sarah-Jane wrote:

Oh. I’m sure that’ll be fine. The cast will react as if they recognize Gerda in the sculpture and the audience will believe it. We’re lucky we have such a talented artist to produce original pieces.

12:39 p.m. Emma wrote:

My pleasure. Sarah-Jane, you know what good friends we are. May I ask you something, in confidence?

12:39 p.m. Sarah-Jane wrote:

Of course.

12:40 p.m. Emma wrote:

Do you know where Kevin is right now?

12:41 p.m. Sarah-Jane wrote:

At Fowey cash and carry with a long shopping list, the Fairway Players’ debit card, and John’s blessing. Why?

12:43 p.m. Emma wrote:

Because I’m watching him. He’s in Lockley Bois Park, sitting on a bench with a woman.

12:44 p.m. Sarah-Jane wrote:

Are you sure it’s him?

12:45 p.m. Emma wrote:

Yes, I’ve just finished covering a friend’s Yoga in the Park class.

12:47 p.m. Sarah-Jane wrote:

He’s going straight to the hall with the supplies. Perhaps he was a bit early and stopped off.

12:47 p.m. Emma wrote:

With a woman?

12:48 p.m. Sarah-Jane wrote:

He’ll have bumped into someone he knows.

12:48 p.m. Emma wrote:

It’s difficult to see from here, but she looks familiar.

12:48 p.m. Sarah-Jane wrote: