Millie shivered. The shadows of the trees had grown long as the sun had moved to the west. ‘Don’t stop, please, Aunt Jessamine,’ Millie begged. ‘What happened next? Were they safe at Budgong? Did Mr Barton follow them? Did they ever go back to Oldbury?’ Aunt Jessamine laughed. ‘I’m so glad you are enjoying my story,’ she replied. ‘But my poor old voice is getting tired and it’s cold. Let’s go back home for a very late lunch!’ ‘Ooh, yes please, I’m starving,’ Bella agreed. ‘Oh, Aunt Jessamine, I’m so sorry,’ apologised Mum. ‘We shouldn’t have kept you out here so long.’ Millie felt so disappointed. She hated the spell to be broken. She didn’t want to leave Oldbury. ‘Could we come back again, please, Aunt Jessamine?’ asked Millie. ‘We haven’t had a chance to explore the gardens or the back of the house. It’s so beautiful here.’ Mum smiled at Millie’s enthusiasm.
