“How?” Gayle asked, sitting forward on the sofa. Kate took a large gulp of her coffee, an expression of sheer bliss filled her face, before her hangover frown reappeared. She murmured an almost silent ugh, and looked over to James. Gemma too looked over with interest, although more interest in James rather than what he had to say. She smiled broadly. Olivia noticed and tutted audibly.

“My Nanna and Grandpa used to live here until 1970, I think.” James explained. “Then some woman bought the house off them and they moved into a bungalow out in Cleveleys.”

“Do you know the woman’s name?” Kate mumbled. “The one who bought it?”

“She asked…” Gayle stepped in.

“It’s OK, I understood!” James laughed. “And no, I never knew who moved in after they went.”

“Does the name Ritter mean anything to you?” Kate asked, more clearly this time. She took another sip of coffee, this time feeling more awake.

“Ritter? Now you mention it, it does. Don’t know why, though.” James searched through distant memories, but only the name was slightly familiar.

“Helen Ritter. My mum. She bought this house. She gave it to me a few years ago when she moved into something bigger, and knew we needed somewhere to stay around here. We all moved in, and haven’t moved out since.” Kate pulled open a drawer from a chest at the side of the sofa, and took out a packet of photos. She looked through them, and handed one over to James. “That’s my mum.”

James looked at the photo, which didn’t trigger any memories. “Sorry, no.” He said with a shrug. “I don’t remember her. So you aren’t all from around here?” he asked, realising he sounded more nosy than he intended.

“All over!” Gemma said, still smiling. “We’re actresses, and we got together on G.A.L.S, you know, that really good supernatural comedy.” She was disappointed when there was no spark of recognition from James.

“I’ve heard of the show, but never watched it.” James looked over towards Olivia who raised her eyebrows.

“I thought so.” Olivia smiled, thinking of James’ interjection in the scene last night. She laughed at the thought of Danny the producer flapping. “We were filming my last scene on the show, before…”

“Before she was replaced like the rest of us.” Kate grumbled, taking the last couple of gulps from her mug.

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    1. When I was little, Chris, I’d always hear people say ‘they’ve gone off to Cleveleys’. I always wondered what was there, it sounded magical. (I probably also only heard it once or twice, but it was repeated many times in my mind!) 🙂

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