Finished. Red-cheeked and damp with snow, River, Zara and Jamie looked proudly up at their creation, they had brushed off a park bench and were sitting on it. The other children admired it too, but it was now getting to the time where parents were calling their offspring in for lunch. One by one they drifted away until it was just the three of them left. River had never felt so content before, apart from when she was with her husband. But a husband wasn't quite the same as a friend. She laughed at herself, calling two children she had spent only a couple of hours with her friends. They were so sweet, so innocent. They had no idea what she had done, what she had seen. She had to stop herself jumping as the cold little Jamie leaned his head on her shoulder. She looked down at him, and realised he was observing Zara, who was frowning in thought.
"Something up Zara?" asked Jamie,
" pondered Zara. She put her hand in her pocket, and her face lit up as she jumped to