The Cuckoo In The Nest Chapter 12

A Dystopian Thriller

@GeraldineBanksJanuary2025

The tortuous journey to the building Sandy would later get to know as Building 1, took a network of taxis and commercial vans. Sullen drivers/ chauffeurs who were remote and uncommunicative; they preferred to listen to their music rather than to converse with Sandy. She had been blindfolded at some points and she was sure that one of the coffees that she’d been offered had been drugged as she had fallen asleep in the back of a white van and woke up to find herself covered in a blanket. Sandy had lost all track of time and felt disorientated. She had been told not to wear any jewellery , not even a watch and carry only a small purse. Her suitcase had disappeared , and she actually became frightened that she was being kidnapped.

Nevertheless, after the gruelling journey and with a curt instruction to remember a six- figure security code and to keep facing forwards and in no circumstance to turn around, she was deposited outside the gates of the facility.

Sandy was greatly relieved that the gates opened first time. In the distance, along a tree lined drive she saw an unattractive corrugated iron building which because it was painted white stood out against the grey sky that framed it. The building had the P. Neel Ltd Logo on it. There was a large sign pointing to various fields that advertised

” Pick your Own”

Building 1 looked out of place , almost as it had been stuck in the middle of the Countryside.

“Maybe there used to be a Stately Home here once, she mumbled to herself.” Glad to talk even if it was just to herself.

She continued walking as she had been instructed to and as she got closer she looked up at the imposing white building, there was no obvious door. A tall man in a white coat approached her on her right side. He appeared out of nowhere, yet he arrived by her side in a heart beat. He spoke softly to her as she turned to look at him.

“Good Day Sandy, we are very pleased that you have been able to come and see us. We are sorry about all the Security, but as you can appreciate, our real work here has to be kept secret. We are to all intents and purposes a Private Agricultural Research Company and you are our New Research Assistant from Lithuania. All your papers are in order and your arrival will have been noted by the Local Constabulary. That is how ridiculous everything is nowadays, but it is a good cover and we must keep the Authorities sweet.

” Hello, please to meet you. I don’t know any Lithuanian , I hope they don’t want to come and interrogate me.”

The man in the white coat smiled. ” I don’t think their Lithuanian is that good either, but they will just want to see you arrive, well the back of you arrive. We know where all their cameras are. The only view they will have is your hair and the back of your coat. If they capture any facial recognition data, then they could identify you and within a few hours we would be raided.

“Oh I see”. Sandy gazed in disbelief at the man. The man continued.

” We have some cottages on the Estate, which will be ready now. Do you want to freshen up or would you like to see Alex, he’s just in the playroom at the moment.”

” Please , I’d love to see my little boy straight away. I hope I don’t frighten him, he might not remember me , it’s been so long!”

“He’s been with us now nearly four years. He’s six and a half. He’s a very sociable little boy and he helps others settle in here too. He always enjoys meeting new people, at first we might just say you’re a new play assistant, but in a short time we can explain who you really are. We have shown him the photos you sent, but I’m not too sure about the workings of the six year old mind. They tend to live in the here and now and he may not have realised what we were showing him.”

Sandy looked up at the tall doctor who showed her so much empathy. She was very nervous. She really didn’t think that Alex would recognise her and she would find that very painful.

” That’s fine with me , he’s only little, it’s a lot for him to take in, it would be asking too much for him to remember me I suppose.”

As they walked along the side of the building, they came to small security panel which the Doctor put his palm against. The door slid open.

” My name is Dr William King by the way” he turned and shook hands with Sandy as they walked through the door. I’ve been looking after Alex’s case, and I’m pleased to say that although he has been through a lot that he’s doing really well at the moment.”

Sandy and Dr King went through the door; once they were inside it silently slid shut behind them. They both walked down a steeply slanting corridor, with small porthole windows at shoulder height from which you could see rows and rows of plants and for about ten minutes they walked down the sloped corridor which twisted and turned like a very large spiral staircase. The ground floor of the building was indeed an enormous cultivation area with plants growing in tightly controlled laboratory conditions. At the end of the corridor they came to another door, which was hermetically sealed and had a sign “Air-Lock” on it. Once Sandy and Dr King entered ,Dr King pressed some buttons on a key pad and Sandy felt the air pressure rise.

” Don’t worry , it’s just some Ozone, we need to ensure that we don’t bring any infections into the Nursery and to equalize the air pressure so that no air from outside enters the “Nursery Building”. The next phase is you will have to shower and your clothes will be treated with U.V. light. If you just come with me I’ll show you where to go.” Once the atmosphere pressure had been raised to the required level , Dr King opened the door into the “Nursery Corridor” and signalled to Sandy to go into a door on the left.

After she had showered and put on an overall along with some white sneakers. Dr King again accompanied her down the “Nursery Corridor” again at the bottom was another door which Dr King opened with his palm. Sandy was astounded when she saw what was inside.

It wasn’t the cold laboratory conditions she had expected on first seeing Building 1‘s harsh exterior. There were children everywhere, some obviously quite poorly , but they was a joy about the place. It was like the most magnificent children’s school, hospital and nursery combined. The were a significant number of adult carers and lots of activities going on.

The Doctor looked around and smiled broadly.

” This is our real purpose… as you see we are state of the art but also very homely, we try and make the children feel this is their home. We have all the medical support available when needed, we are very like the Hospices of Old, we like it to be a Joyful place, full of fun and laughter, some of the staff are ex- patients who have grown up and come back to work for us. We have set them up with false identities, they can live off site and we know we they can be trusted and I’ve just spotted Alex….” Dr King looked over at a little boy and called him.

” Alex!”

Sandy saw the little boy Dr King was calling look up from playing with another child. Alex stood up and ran over to the doctor, who picked him up and gave him a big hug. Alex had grown so much and what happened next stunned her.

After greeting the doctor, Alex turned his head to look at Sandy, he gave her a big smile and reached out to her with his arms and shouted.

” Mummy. You’ve came. I always knew you would! You sent me photographs , it’s you! Where’s Daddy?”

Sandy was overwhelmed , and reached out her hands to the little boy. Dr King gently passed Alex to her and they both hugged.

Sandy felt the tears come to her eyes and she did her best to stop them.

” Oh Alex, my little boy, how you have grown!”

Alex touched Sandy’s hair, he wanted to make sure that what was happening was real and not a dream.

” Mummy, mummy , yes I’ve grown very big now, William says I’m doing very well, I don’t have the fits like I used to and I’ve put on weight, look at my tummy!”,

Alex lifted his little blue tee-shirt and showed his small abdomen, which Sandy noticed was covered in little scars made by operations and puncture wounds from needles.

” Wow, that is a big tummy! You have been a very good boy haven’t you! Daddy couldn’t come this time, but he’ll be able to soon. Do you like it here?”

” Yes , it’s so much better than the other nursery I was at , when I get ill they know how to make me feel better. That other place they didn’t know how to make me feel better, they made me feel worse. I was scared mummy. I have had to have some operations since I came here but I hope I don’t have to have any more.” Alex looked up at Dr King.

” I have lots of friends here, they told me that you would visit me one day and they were right! You are here!” Alex touched Sandy’s face.

” Yes , my brave little boy , I’m here!”

Alex’s eyes were large and round and innocent. Sandy thought how did we get to this?

Dr King intervened, there was a lot to do and Alex could show his mum around and introduce her to everyone. There would be tea and coffee and some food laid on If Sandy wanted anything she was just to ask a member of Staff , they would be glad to help. Alex could stay over night with his mum in the Estate Cottage as a special treat and Alex was delighted.

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The Cuckoo In The Nest Chapter 11

A Dystopian Thriller

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Sandy arrived at work one morning to be handed a message that she had an appointment with the Great Gerry Reid at 11.00am.The news had raised a few eyebrows in her highly competitive team, everyone was interested in everyone else’s business. Sandy knew exactly why Gerry wanted to see her. The expense claim, had increased tenfold, Ten thousand pounds. It was going to be the cost of visiting Alex. Maria had confirmed the arrangements. A rendezvous had been arranged, Sandy was, as agreed, going alone.

When she knocked on the door of Gerry’s Office. She heard him shout from inside ” Come In! The door’s open.”

” Thanks Gerry, you wanted to see me?” She smiled and closed the door behind her.

” Sandy. Good. I’m pleased to say the Powers that be liked your piece about Rehabilitation of Offenders at the Archaeological Consultancy your husband works at. Very Powerful Piece they said. Socially Aware. And surprisingly the figures were really good. They’ve told me they’d like to see more of that sort of thing. Coffee?” Gerry stood up and went to the back of his office where the coffee machine was. He continued with his back to Sandy.

“Yes thanks, black please.”

“It’s new ground for us, so you’d be working by yourself for a while, coming up with new ideas and then we can build a team around you… I just wanted to run it by you… It’s only fair why don’t you sit down?”

Sandy sat down in the big leather executive chair opposite Gerry’s desk. When Gerry turned and came back to his desk he handed her a mug of coffee .

“I think it’s a good opportunity for you.” He regarded her with an intense look, that meant he wanted information.

“Yes, it sounds good, I’ve got a weeks holiday coming up, I can start after I come back. If that’s OK?”

” A weeks holiday? I couldn’t help but notice that the expense claim this week is bigger than normal. Have you been able to arrange a visit to see Alex?”

” Yes I have,” Sandy nodded, she was reluctant to share this information but she could hardly deny it. ” I’m going to see him next week”.

” I thought as much, I suppose it’s all very hush , hush. ” Gerry stirred his coffee.

” Oh yes, we work on a need to know basis. I have one meeting point and even that can change at the last minute. I’ll be away for a few days. Martin knows and you do now. No mobile phones, they seem to know what they’re doing. I’m going to be totally off the radar.”

” I’d like to see Alex too one day, my son, I know you think I’m a heartless bastard, but this is gnawing away at my insides. I’m glad to help with the money. I hope the visit goes well, let me know when you get back. I’ve got an office for you, sorry but it’s in the basement. I’m just arranging for it to be converted, it’ll be state of the art.”

” Sounds fine Gerry, I’ll update you on my return. My own office wow!”

Sandy , no longer saw the big important Media Mogul, but the man concerned for the welfare of his son, Gerry had asked her directly which was not usually the way he operated, but she was not letting her guard down. The less said the better.

” Thanks for the coffee, I’ll head back downstairs if you don’t mind , tie up a few loose ends. I wont say anything to the crowd They’ll find out soon enough. I’ll let your secretary have the mug back.” Sandy stood up mug in hand.

” OK Sandy, let me know if you need anything. I’ll make the announcement when you’re away. You can move into your new office when you get back.”

” Sure. “

Gerry became the Media Mogul again , their connection had finished. Sandy left the office and went downstairs. The coffee was very good. She would ask for one of those machines in her new office too. Something told her she was going to need it.

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The Dog That Inherited A Palace Chapter 6

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Tedi saw the vintage Rolls Royce on the drive outside the House. It was always very exciting having visitors.

Cross had asked Mr Watts, who was a friend of Cross, and during his long and successful career had been involved with a lot of Public Relations (PR) Companies to recommend a PR Company to represent Tedi and the House and all the events that were planned.

Watts, as that was how Mr Watts liked to be known suggested a small Company ran by Letitia Morgan called LM Media.

Letitia, Watts and Cross were sitting in the office talking over the plans, when Tedi dashed up the stairs and in through the office door followed by three of four of the other dogs. They had all seen the Vintage Rolls Royce outside the house and were wondering who was visiting.

Tedi had a better idea how to behave and ran straight to Cross’s side and jumped up on his lap, but the other dogs were jumping up and yapping at the visitors. Luckily , Watts and Letitia liked dogs and didn’t mind, but Letitia’s assistant , a man who was a bit nervous of dogs and shooed them away which of course made their behaviour worse.

Cross knew they would get no work done unless the other dogs were removed so, he made a quick call and one of the duty gardeners came up and took them out.

“Sorry about that” Cross smiled. ” As you can probably guess this is Tedi and he is the reason we are here with the sole purpose to continue the Duke and Duchess’s legacy as they intended.”

At that , Tedi looked at each of the three people in the meeting, Watts, Letitia and the other Man whose name was Arthur and was there to take the photographs. Tedi put his paw on the table which meant “OK”.

“At the end of the day what Tedi says goes, I’m obviously here to do most of the talking and any paperwork, but please don’t underestimate this dogs role, he is extremely canny and seems to know instinctively what the Duke and Duchess would have wanted. It’s quite a story how he got here and you are probably aware of the details from the Press.

Letitia bounced up out of her chair. ” Oh Yes, it is quite a story and I’m so glad to meet you, you are quite a star! Tedi”

She stood up and rubbed Tedi’s chin which he loved and looked up at her with his big eyes.

Letitia sat back down and began to speak.

“Well, we see our job as making sure that whatever you want to do is presented to the Public in a timely and comprehensive manner, so that all your hard work and event planning is successful. For a small PR Company , we do have a Global Presence , which I think will help with attracting Global attention and make all your events a success and raise lots of money for the good causes that the Duke and Duchess had in mind. Publicity is key to ensuring a good revenue stream return on all your hard work and assets.”

Letitia smiled and continued.

“In line with what I’ve been told by Watts , I’ve put together a plan, and already have a lot of interest from the big Media Players. So today , if you are in agreement , we are keen to do a photo shoot and set the scene for what Tedi’s day is like,” A day in the life of the ” Richest Dog in Britain.””

“Hhhmm, I’m not too sure I like the idea of ” Richest Dog in Britain”. Cross gave a concerned look at Watts.

” It could lead to a lot of unwanted attention and begging letters or worse attract criminal activity. Let’s stick to his pedigree and his “normal” life as a dog. He does have one you know.” Cross said. He continued. ” Tedi might be the “Head of House”. but he’s also part of the team, as time goes on we want to introduce his team. They all have a story to tell.”

“Well, maybe “Head of the House” is a better idea, I take your point.” Letitia smiled.

Cross said ” We probably won’t get all the photos done today, I’d like some shots of our grounds aswell as the inside of the House”

” Of course , that’ll be fine , Arthur, where would you like to start?” Letitia turned to Arthur, the photographer and general assistant.

Arthur spoke. ” Well that’s a really good shot, with the picture of the Duke and Duchess on the wall behind, Tedi will just need to sit on some cushions and then if he could do that paw thing. I think that would go well with the caption ” The Head of the House”.

” Good Idea, well I’ll let you get on , while Mr Cross and I sort out some details.

” OK”

So Arthur set up his equipment and took the picture of Tedi at the desk and then he followed Tedi around the House taking photos of Tedi in various poses, after an hour Tedi was very bored and was fed up of being poked and prodded so he headed back to sit on Cross’s knee. Letitia and Arthur packed up their things and said goodbye. They had some more dates in their diaries to get some more pictures and come back with more proposals.

Cross suggested to Watts they go downstairs and have some dinner, Tedi thought this was a very good idea and joined them.

He wasn’t able to say to Cross, but he had got a bad feeling about Arthur and wasn’t too happy that he would have to spend more time with him, but the blonde lady had been nice.

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Chapter 5 The Dog That Inherited A Palace

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The village meeting was arranged for the following week and it was with some pride that Mr and Mrs Graham sat in the front row of seats and watched as Tedi accompanied by Cross walked into the noisy skittle alley where chairs had been hastily arranged and a table laid out at the front so that Cross could present his plan to the villagers. The whole village had turned up and it was very noisy and a lot of people were drinking as Cross had arrange for a bar to be available with a couple of free drinks for everyone.

Mrs Graham leaned over to her husband.” Doesn’t he look well, I think they’ve had his hair trimmed. He looks very smart. And that coat, my quite the little Lordship he his now!”

Tedi hadn’t noticed the Graham’s when he had walked up the aisle between all the chairs. However, when he heard Mrs Graham’s voice, everything changed. He launched himself over the table and headed straight for her lap.

Mr Graham laughed and smiled ” He hasn’t forgotten you, despite him living in the big House!”

Tedi licked Mrs Graham’s face and she laughed and rubbed his tummy. Tedi was in seventh heaven. He looked over at Mr Graham who patted him on the head .

” Yes , Tedi we missed you too, you know you can come and visit anytime.” He looked at Tedi and Tedi wagged his tail. Though Tedi knew with all the Security Arrangements this would be very difficult, though he was beginning to get fed up and wanted to see his friends. So he would figure a way to do it. Cross wasn’t always going to be able to keep an eye on him.

Cross was at the front table and decided to continue with the meeting as Tedi had settled on Mrs Graham’s lap and didn’t look as if he wanted to be anywhere else.

Cross coughed and hit the table with a gavel that had been left for the purpose of quietening down the meeting.

” Quiet Please, thank you all for coming. I thought that it would be good for you all to get together as with the Estate now being managed for the good of all, it’s best that we all move forward together. To those of you who have lived on the Estate Grounds for a long time, you will remember the great Pet and Livestock show that was held every year by the Old Duke and Duchess and we would like to reinstate it and make it as successful an Annual Event as it was before.”

There was a cheer from all the people in the crowd and they listened to Cross and began to make suggestions, there was a great deal of discussion and lots of offers of help and people willing to volunteer their time and ideas to make the event a success.

“Any ideas of what date and how long we should have the event? Three days would be good.” Cross asked.

” Yes , but if you want it to be International , Five Days is better, it’s a long way for people to come for a long weekend?” someone piped up.

Eventually it was decided that , Spring, either late May or Early June would be best and that three days would be best as in actual fact the preparations and clearing up would mean disruption for about a month, and that part of the fun for the International entrants was being able to stay for a couple of weeks beforehand and the important thing was that the infrastructure was in place for them to be accommodated along with their animals.

Later that evening , as Cross had finished the meeting and was chatting to the villagers, he walked up to Mrs Graham’s where Tedi was still sitting.

” Well lad, are you coming home with me , or do you want to have a sleepover ?” Cross smiled at the Graham’s.

” Oh can he ? That would be lovely! Mr Cross!”

Mrs Graham, gave Tedi a hug and Tedi looked up at her with big eyes. He was delighted.

” Now that we’ve had our meeting, I’ve got some PR people coming tomorrow, so Tedi will need to be back at the House for 11 am tomorrow, will you be able to bring him up. I think we’ll be doing some photos and things.”

“Of course , yes, we’ll bring him , and I’ll make sure he’ll look his best for his photos!”

Cross watched as Mr and Mrs Graham walked out of the meeting with Tedi proudly walking beside them on their lead that they had brought, hoping indeed that Tedi might be allowed to have a sleepover with them.

Mrs Graham had bought some sausages, so Tedi would have a good breakfast. Tedi had plans to meet up with his old mates and he hoped Freddie would be around. Though he had heard what Cross had said and he knew he had work to do so he had to be back at the House on time.

The next morning , Mr Graham brought Tedi for a walk around his old haunts and Tedi , the way dogs do , left lots of markers on the lamp posts and fences around the village , letting all the other dogs know that he was still around and that he was ready for some adventures if they were willing. Fortuitously he bumped into Freddie, who kept asking about the size of the fridge in the big house. Tedi couldn’t help winding him up and telling him it was so big that you could play fetch in it and that only Tedi had the key, as there was pheasant and partridge and goose that only Tedi was allowed to eat, though if Freddie came to visit he would let him have some.

All Freddie could say was ” I’ll come ” . So as Mr Graham and Freddie’s owner chatted , the two dogs made their plans to have a get together soon. They all said their goodbyes and Tedi went back to the Graham’s house for his sausage breakfast and a big drink of water.

The sausages were delicious and Mrs Graham brushed Tedi’s and made him look very handsome , then put him on his lead and they walked him back to the big house, where they had a coffee with the cook in the kitchen , just like the old days and Tedi ran off upstairs to find Cross.

Cross was waiting for him , and introduced him to the PR people and also Mr Watts , who was a friend of Cross.

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The Cuckoo In The Nest Chapter 10

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The payments were being processed each week . On Monday morning, Sandy would pass the Bank Details that were on the invoice she had received the previous Friday to Gerry’s secretary in the form of an expense claim. It was a hand written note which was duly shredded once it was processed. Gerry’s secretary took no interest in the process, she just did as she was asked. Over the years she had got used to the need for confidentiality and discretion in all areas of her work concerning Mr Reid. Gerry would move the funds himself on his computer. For the last six months the delivery van had arrived at Sandy and Martin’s door.

Sandy felt that she and Martin had kept their side of the bargain and she had one burning desire. Sandy wanted to see Alex. The week Sandy received a handwritten card from Alex to “My Mummy and Daddy”, it nearly broke her heart. Alex was being taught to read and write. Sandy had in turn sent pictures of her and Martin and the twins with little notes to her little boy. Updates on Alex’s Health had been positive and Sandy just wanted the chance to hold him and tell him, he was loved, she wanted him to come home and be with his little brother and sister. That was Sandy’s dream to have him back. Sandy told Martin her plan and left a note asking if this was possible in one of the secret compartment of the boxes being returned. . It was a few weeks before she got her reply, but she was delighted when she read that the meeting could be arranged and more information would follow. There would be additional costs which had to be covered and complete secrecy would have to be maintained.

Another few weeks passed and a new delivery driver appeared on the doorstep. It was Maria Turner, the lady who had first approached Martin. Martin recognised her even in the rather dowdy work clothes she wore. Sandy invited her to have a cup of tea with them as she usually did when she received a delivery. They all sat down at the kitchen table and Maria began to tell them about the process of visiting and seeing Alex.

” I’m afraid , it can only be one person, so you will have to decide which one is going to go.” Maria grasped her mug in her hand and looked from Martin to Sandy.

” It’s going to be me. ” Sandy looked at Martin. ” That’s best isn’t it?” Martin nodded.

Maria continued ” We have to be so careful. If the authorities locate us; then all our good work is ruined. ” Maria looked across at Sandy. ” The less people who know what we are doing , the better. I want to help you, I was in your position ten years ago, my child, my daughter was taken from me. I never saw her again.”.

” I’m very sorry, do you know what happened to her? ” Sandy said.

” I think so, like so many of them who don’t escape the State’s clutches she was killed, or denatured as they call it. I fight now to stop this inhumanity, this attempt to create a perfect society. Our organisation is a business , an ethical business . We have to finance our work ourselves. I’m so glad that you can afford to pay for what we do , I never could have and my daughter died.”

” I’m so sorry for your loss, I won’t go into details but money is now no object to us, let’s just say that we have a rich benefactor, a very rich benefactor. We never have to explain why we need the money , we ask and it is sent to you. I’m desperate to see Alex, how soon can it be arranged?”

“If you can pay, it’ll be expensive. We need to protect our locations and our people.” Maria turned her head and looked at the kitchen clock.

” Will I be able to stay with Alex, you know for a few days?” Sandy asked , sensing that Maria was preparing to go.

“Let me see. I’ll have to confirm the arrangements to you, I won’t know until next week. I’ll bring your delivery again next week. I should have some news then.” Maria drank the last of her tea and stood up.

Martin said to her ” I’ll show you out”

Martin spoke to Maria in the hallway.

“Maria, how long has Alex got, you have doctors looking after him, don’t you?”

” Oh yes, doctors and nurses, we have a fully equipped hospital on site. Some of the children need round the clock care, but not Alex, he’s in our school. His medications are doing the job. A lot of the research is interrogating old records from before the ” Health Act” We are trying to piece together a lot of the old research archives which the then Government destroyed. It’s a slow process but it does bring benefits. We’ve made inroads into many conditions, and this will help us in the future. We are undercover at the moment but our time will come.”

Maria continued ” Alex is doing really well , he rarely fits due to his meds and he’s a very active , bright little boy. I hope the information we are sending you shows that. Sandy will meet the wonderful people responsible for his care, she will be impressed and perhaps they will be able to tell her more about his prognosis. We believe all life is important and the State cannot play God with our children. People do not realise what is going on. I shall speak to you next week about the arrangements, but for now I wish you Goodnight. .”

Martin opened the front door for Maria and watched her walk down the driveway and get into her van. He closed the front door and went back in the kitchen. Sandy was just washing up the cups.

“Alex is going to school I can’t believe it! My little boy!” Martin smiled at Sandy.

“Yes, and we didn’t even get a chance to send him off on his first day. Oh why Martin, why has all this had to happen?

” I’ve no idea. Something seems to have gone terribly wrong. There is no such thing as perfection, we’ve been blind, very blind.”

There was a cry from upstairs.

” I better go, Mabel has got a bit of an upset stomach. I don’t want her to wake Simon. Sandy turned and went upstairs to comfort the child and Martin went into the living room and turned on the television. Millie’s face flashed up on the screen.

Martin turned the Television off.

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The Cuckoo In The Nest Chapter 9

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Gerry was as good as his word and the News that the Media Wedding of The Year was happening was confirmed and Sandy and Martin’s invitation dropped through their letterbox a few weeks later.

Martin was furious and at first refused point blank to go. Sandy thought better of it and realised it would be best if they both attended and put a brave face on it.. Gerry had made three payments into the covert Bank Account that appeared on the invoices with the Weekly Organic Vegetable delivery. It was important to keep him sweet. Make everything appear as normal as possible. Martin knew she was right.

Gerry had a lot of friends in the Media and seemed to have invited them all. The Wedding had been brought forward, largely because of work commitments as Millie had won a hardly fought for promotion and would be presenting a Major Series for Sunshine Media. The work would mean a lot of assignments abroad initially. The Wedding itself was going to be a very lavish affair as Millie’s parents saw it as a chance to unbridle their wealth, as her grandfatherly father kept saying , “You can’t take it with you”.

The Big Day arrived and Sandy and Martin dutifully attended.

” Hello Martin, thank you very much for coming.” Gerry cornered Martin at the bar.

” How’s the World of Archaeology? Still trying to persuade the Powers that be to dig up a few more Car Parks in the hope of finding another Royal Corpse.”

Martin smiled, Gerry appeared a bit tipsy.

“Ah yes Richard the Third, that was a Biggy. Old hat now though, we do ground surveys now. We do very little digging , we can see exactly what’s in the ground. No need for all those hairy arsed volunteers and no dirty fingernails for me.

“The old ways have gone. .” He made a gesture to look at his neatly manicured hand.

Martin took a sip of beer and looked around to see Sandy. He caught her eye, she looked concerned but Martin winked at her to reassure her.

” Still I remember the story, it was a good one, Richard the Third in the Car Park, even Shakespeare didn’t think that one up. So hard to get a good story nowadays. People love digging up ( excuse the pun) old facts, so if you have any good archeological stories, let me know we might be able to do something.” Gerry continued , oblivious to Martin’s lack of interest in someone who knew little about Martin’s work.

Martin knew that it was the alcohol in Gerry’s system talking.

” I always talk through my ideas with Sandy, she’s good at her job. I hope she gets the break she deserves one day. We both work hard, but it’s Sandy’s money that keeps us going and yours too with what you’re doing for Alex.” Martin was trying to get to the heart of the matter with Gerry. He wanted to thank him.

“How is he ? I don’t get much of a chance to talk to Sandy during the day, I’ve been busy with all this Wedding stuff too. Mills had me running around like a headless chicken over the last few weeks. That young lady got exactly what she wanted. I’m her trophy husband, she gets my contacts and I’m so damn cash rich I find it quite an embarrassment. So damn easy to hide too. Mill’s father is a bit of a gambler , all this cash is untraceable, it’s the dark economy. If the Mafia still existed he’d be part of it. At least you don’t have to worry about that. I’m glad to help out whatever way I can with your son.

“Well , yes, we really are very grateful Gerry, it came as a real shock what has happened.” Martin almost choked on his beer.

Martin wasn’t too sure that Gerry knew that Sandy had told Martin the whole truth.

Gerry appeared to sober up very quickly, his tone changed.

” Yes Martin, let’s stick to our stories, it’s safer for everyone. We’re going to do the very best for Alex, just let me know if anything changes or if you need anymore help. I care for Alex as if he was my own son.”

Martin was not comfortable with this conversation and just manage to mumble.

” Okay, Gerry, that’s good to know.” As Sandy arrived , drink in hand , she had been mingling.

” I can see you two have had a good chat, I know how difficult that is , talking to Martin can be like getting blood out of a stone.” She touched Martin gently on the cheek. ” Sometimes I think he’d rather read a book.”

” Weddings aren’t really my thing!” Martin smiled.

” Not mine either Martin!” Gerry laughed at his own joke.

” Anyway Sandy, I was just saying to Martin that if you need anything more don’t hesitate to ask. You know Millie’s going to be away travelling a lot. If you need help with anything , just ask.”

” I’m very grateful Gerry, we both are. I’m not sure what direction that this is going to take , so yes we’ll certainly keep you in the loop whatever happens. Money isn’t a problem anymore, I suppose it’s just a gambling debt to you.” Sandy regretted immediately saying this, but it was too late.

The office gossip was all about the High Rollers that Gerry and his now Father- In- Law were . They were big league Gamblers . It was a different World , one that was invite only.

” Yes, definitely, no problem. Ah Mills!” At that very moment Millie arrived, excited and breathless. She put her arms around Gerry’s neck and kissed him.

” I’m so happy , it’s the best day of my life!” Millie gushed. ” What an amazing bunch of people! I’ve just been talking to the guy who’s the Top Presenter at MBO Media. He thinks I’ll do a great job. I’m so hyped, how did he know ? He was giving me some tips, did my Naughty Gerry let the flea bitten moggie of out of the bag! It wasn’t supposed to be announced until next week!” Millie was questioning Gerry’s decision to release it early.

“Mills, it’s good to keep the rumour millstone turning, I hope you played thel little miss innocent , that you didn’t know. I couldn’ t help myself I’m very proud of my Mills, he put his hand around her waist and pecked her on the cheek. I hope you kept up the front though , the formal announcement is a biggy, it’s going to get a lot of attention..” Gerry looked quizzically at Millie.

” Yes , Yes I did. He was fishing wasn’t he? No we’ll wait , we’ll wait for the big announcement. Today is our day. You can call me wifey now…. not Mills.”

” OK wifey” Gerry smiled again.

Millie was very excited.

” I cannot believe at last I’ve got this ring on my finger, what an amazing day. Hey Sandy, come and see the Champagne Fountain, it’s so beautiful.”

Millie grabbed Sandy’s by the arm and they both ran off to the next room to see the ten metre arrangement of Champagne Glasses and bowls of fresh chilled strawberries which had been sculptured into and exotic fountain which filled and refilled the best Champagne into fresh glasses at the bottom , the glasses were replaced as the guests took their drinks by a team of waiters. The guests meanwhile could pick at the champagne drenched strawberries as desired. There was a lot of activity in the area and the arrival of the bride brought a round of applause and cheering.

Gerry and Martin stayed put by the bar.

” She’s got a lot of energy that girl, I’m not sure what she see’s in an old soak like me. Didn’t even try , she did all the chasing.” Gerry sighed.

” Well, not a lot I can say Gerry, except, you and Millie are helping Alex, and if you weren’t in the position you are in . I don’t know what Sandy and I would do.”

” I’m glad to help. It will keep me focussed on what needs done. I’ll keep Mills and her family sweet and the money flowing . I hope one day that Alex can come home , or at least be somewhere near that I can see him. Do you think that’ll be possible?”

” We’ll have to see, it ‘s against the Law, who knows, Alex shouldn’t even be alive”.

Martin hadn’t thought that Gerry would want to see his son. He felt stupid, of course the fatherly instinct was there. Except there was another possibility that Gerry wanted to find out who had Alex and uncover an illegal organisation. That would be a scoop for Gerry, or if he was an A1 , it might be his way of protecting the status quo. He after all was a carrier.

They moved along the bar ” Another drink Martin?”

” No thanks Gerry, I think I better be heading home, rescue my wife from the Champagne Fountain.”

Gerry remembered the night he’d spent with Sandy, yes , she liked Champagne. It had been a very enjoyable evening. Gerry looked at Martin and turned away.

Later when Sandy and Alex were in bed , they talked about the evening and both agreed that they thought that Gerry could be trusted. They were, however, unwilling to let go of control. There was still a risk that Gerry was an A1 who wanted to stop the organisation that in effect he was financing.

Gerry’s desire to know where his son was perhaps genuine or it could put Alex’s rescuers very much at risk . Gerry saw Alex as his only son, Martin understood that for a father it was a strong bond and Gerry would do anything to protect him and it was understandable that one day Gerry would want to meet Alex. Sandy was unsure how that could happen, but they were both tired, so Martin turned out the light and they both went to sleep. The twins would be up at six o’clock wanting breakfast and to play, so it would be best to get some rest.

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So What If Everything Wasn’t That Bad

Oh just reading another article about Nurses and Medical Staff being demoralised,by having to treat patients on trollies in corridors.

The visual popped into my head of an overcrowded  hospital in a third world country with patients in a small room with multiple small metal beds with unlaundered bedding and being fed and looked after by desperate relatives.

Another vision popped in but that was significantly worse and does not bear a mention here.

So I got to thinking how would it be if things were not this bad,would we be bored at having nothing to complain about?

For example,if everyone got the right healthcare to the right standard and the right time. Wasn’t that the goal?

That the roads would be maintained without perilous potholes and traffic disruption kept to a minimum.

That a good public transport system existed so that those that chose  not own a car, could still travel from A to B.

That employment would be  enjoyable and secure and not endanger health and be  rewarded at such a rate to enable an employee to fulfil whatever economic desires they had ambition to achieve without damaging the environment we all live in

That  those ,whom , for whatever reason, could not work, would be  supported and encouraged to contribute to the greater good if they so desired and be recognized as members of society who had something to offer but were just finding it difficult to figure out what it was.

That crime and criminals have a system that investigated efficiently and  discouraged illegal behaviour that if  it was felt to be dangerous either to an individual or  to the greater society would result in separation from society in the form of incarceration.

Of course overcrowded private jails would not be acceptable and incarceration would be a last resort.

Finally, a right to live in decent accommodation with guaranteed leisure facilities nearby  and the time to enjoy them would be a right not a privilege.

Instead we have developed into a melancholic,hypercritical,man eats man society,with apparently no wealth or resources and constant requests for more Public Money to spend on White Elephants such as  MP’s and Lords Expenses.

We are on a debt spiral where money goes into a black hole of solicitors fees,political corruption and nepotism for close relatives or lovers.Where a label or title is worth so much more than ability or application.

The plot if it ever existed has disappeared down the road screaming and shouting  frantically being  searched for  by decent people.It will take a long time to get it back.

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The Cuckoo In The Nest Chapter 8

The office door shut firmly behind them , Gerry and Sandy renewed their conversation.”

“Alex , your son is very much alive”. She stared at Gerry.

“That’s impossible , they wouldn’t allow it.”

” I don’t know who “they” are, but you are right they have already tried to kill Alex once, wipe all trace of him from this Earth. Miraculously he has been saved by the people who are now looking after him. That costs money and you and your Child Bride are going to supply it.”

“Never! What are you suggesting that you are going to blackmail me?”

” Yes, I suppose that is what you’d call it, but there’s nothing else we can do, Martin and I don’t have any spare money and what we do have can be monitored . It wouldn’t take long for them to find out what we were doing. I need you to put the first thousand pounds into this account tonight before 5 O’clock today.” Sandy handed Gerry a piece of paper with a bank sort code and an account number on it.

” I don’t have that kind of cash…, we just came back from holiday, Mills has expensive tastes, I couldn’t write you a cheque for 10p.”Gerry looked at Sandy like the Poker Player he was. Sandy knew he was bluffing.

“Arrange a loan, play poker, win it on the horses…I don’t care, just make sure that cash is in the account tonight. Or and I have nothing to lose…. you and your precious Mills will never walk down the aisle, as she’ll know that you are definitely not marrying material .Not to mention Mummy and Daddy saying no way. ”

Sandy moved forward in her chair in body language that said, I’m finished.”

The Conversation with Gerry had been a lot easier than she had expected, she continued.

” Indeed, as I said the sooner the wedding the better, the sooner you have that idiot’s money the better, you never were much good with your own, if the office gossip is true.

Gerry looked at the piece of paper.” Alright , I’ll transfer the funds tonight, but tell me how long has Alex got?”

Sandy gave him a look of disdain. ” Gerry, you’ll pay as long as we need you, how long is a piece of string, maybe one year, maybe five. Currently he’s very healthy”.

“That’s not what I meant. Alex is my son as you’ve just told me. I wish the best for him.”

” The people caring for him seem to know what they’re doing, I’ve got some photographs and they all show him improving. I’ve researched his condition and all I can find out is very old information , they stopped all Research once the Health Act was passed and that was thirty years ago. I think the organisation do their own research, I’m not sure. It’s our only option to keep Alex safe. “

” Can I see a photograph of him?” Gerry pleaded.

“Alright” Sandy took a photograph from her jacket pocket and handed it to Gerry.

” Good Grief, yes he’s mine alright, how old is he? Definitely got the Reid chin.” Gerry held the photograph in his hand.

” He’s six, and that is the most recent photo.”

” Can I keep it?” He held it in his hand , obviously reluctant to give it back.

” I’m afraid not , the less evidence lying around the best. The photos will be kept in a safe place. I don’t want them getting into the wrong hands.” Sandy reached her hand out to take the photograph.

Gerry handed the photo back to Sandy.

” You won’t believe me Sandy, but I’m glad to help.”

Sandy knew that she had achieved what she had set out to do, she nodded to Gerry and stood up and left the office without saying anything else. She suspected that Gerry had some feeling for Alex and that had surprised her. She knew Gerry well enough to be wary that he was putting on a front to play on her emotions. Martin had said not to trust him and she didn’t, but she had Gerry exactly where she wanted him, whether he cared for Alex or not didn’t matter to her. Gerry supplying the money to look after Alex was her concern and so far so good. She couldn’t wait until Friday and more news about her little boy.

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The Cuckoo In The Nest Chapter 7

@GeraldineBanksJanuary2025

A Dystopian Thriller

Martin and Sandy talked long into the night. The decision to make contact with Gerry Reid was a difficult one for both of them. There had been tears but no recriminations .They were being blackmailed. The Group that were saving Alex, were the good guys, but nevertheless they needed money to achieve their goals and they were going to get it whatever way they could. What they were doing was Criminal in the eyes of the State. However the situation was going to make Blackmailers out of Martin and Sandy too. They were entering dangerous waters , they would also be Criminals . Sandy though still couldn’t figure out where the money would come from.

Sandy had talked in the past to Martin about Gerry Reid without of course mentioning her brief encounter with him. At the time it had been office tittle tattle that she had shared over dinner. Martin had had the impression that Sandy did not like Gerry , but thought no further about it. He listened to the story ,without realising how useful it would be in the future.

Gerry had got engaged to a young production assistant he worked with. Once married Reid would be a very rich man. The young woman concerned was called Millie, an only child with elderly parents who doted on her. Millie’s parents were majority shareholders in the Media Conglomerate that owned the The Sunshine Media Company where Sandy worked. There was no doubt in Sandy’s mind that Reid was marrying for the money and there was a lot of it. They owned the licences and copyright for many Major Productions and in Sandy’s reckoning the funds would be unlimited. Millie in turn was marrying Gerry for his position and knowledge and probably she was naïve to think she was in love. There had been rumours that Gerry Reid had lost a lot of his own money through gambling, Sandy wasn’t sure if that was true, but the wedding had been put off a couple of times and Sandy thought that Millie’s parents were not best pleased that she was marrying someone old enough to be her father.

Sandy’s lightbulb moment came when she thought about the wedding . If anyone found out that Gerry would pass on a hereditary disease then that would be the end of his marriage plans. That would be the end of his relationship with Millie, no matter how much in love they were. The powerful parents would not let it go through, they would want healthy grandchildren. It would blow his chances completely. There was sure to be a water-tight prenuptial and Gerry would not want his genetic make- up to result in a divorce either. This was not natural Sandy territory, but Martin had given her a fire in her belly and led her to realise that the plan could work and that they could get the money to care for Alex. Indeed after discussing the plan , she felt confident of success. Sandy went into the office the next day with a determination to ensure that Gerry Reid would do exactly as she asked. She was determined to get the first payment for the following Friday delivery.

Mr Gerald Reid as an executive of The Sunshine Media Company had a plush office on the fifth floor of Sunshine Media Corps Building. Sandy arrived at her usual time on Monday morning and put her coat on the back of her chair in the open plan office where she normally sat. No one noticed her as she left the office and headed to the Executive Lift and took it to the fifth floor. Gerry’s office door was closed, but that did not bother her, she opened it and flounced into the office as if she owned the place.

Gerry was at his desk typing a report into his computer when Sandy appeared, he looked up surprised to see the mousy back up presenter that he had bedded for a bet with the ex-Managing Director of Sunshine Media who had since moved on to other horizons. He had won the bet but had felt bad after the event as he had nothing to offer the woman. Gerry knew how tight budgets were and he knew the hierarchy’s favourites. He even had to watch his own back, but with Millie in tow he was pretty safe. Nothing was going to change and what had happened was long before him and Millie had started seeing each other.

” Hello, it’s Sandy isn’t it? Nice of you to drop in , but I’m not aware that you have an appointment and I’ve got a rather urgent deadline”. He looked up from his computer , looking to get rid of Sandy as quickly as possible.

” No Gerry, I do not have an appointment, don’t need one really , we’re old mates really, arent’ we?”

” Pardon, Sandy, that was a long time ago, we’re both adults, it’s in the past. How are your assignments going?

Sandy stood tall above him , Gerry seated at his desk.

” My assignments are going fine. I’ve been covering the odd Parliamentary Debate and a lot of local news which you know all about. I get the leftovers no one else wants.”

” Ah , yes, you’ve been doing a great job on the local stuff, don’t worry we do notice.”

” Yes , I’m sure you do, just a shame you can’t do anything about it. The same people get the best jobs.”

” Now, now Sandy don’t be bitter, it’s unbecoming, at the end of the day we give the best people the best jobs. Your chance will come one day , just keep plugging away. Really nice to have a chat, but I really must get on.” Gerry looked up at her and dismissively signalled for Sandy to go out of the open door.

Sandy turned around and walked towards the door when she reached it she put her hand on the handle and closed it. She walked slowly back to where she had been standing.

” Sandy, I’ve got a deadline, I’m sorry , not now”

” Oh yes now, Gerry!” Sandy came closer to Gerry’s desk , reached over and closed the lid of his lap top. Gerry’s fingers were the only thing that stopped the lid coming down completely.

” Ouch, that hurt, I’m going to ring Security if you don’t get out of my office straight away”

” Enough Gerry, you won’t be ringing anyone once I’ve finished with you”.

” Look Sandy, I’m engaged to be married, what is in the past is in the past . What has got into you?”

” Gerry don’t flatter yourself, I’ve no interest in your flabby body or ruddy complexion and I’ve learnt that despite your bravado you are just another Corporate Face in this very dull organisation. What exactly does Miss Prissy Pants Senior Floor Assistant see in you, must be your unflappable charm.”

” Bitter, Sandy , Bitter, let’s leave Millie out of this “. Gerry looked up at Sandy acerbically

Sandy moved around the desk and put her face right up to Gerry’s.

” Oh no Gerry, not bitter, but I do have the bit between my teeth”. She reached her hand down towards Gerry’s crotch .

Gerry moved his chair backwards to get away from Sandy’s hand.

” Sandy, what has got into you , you stop this or I’ll get Security to throw you out.”

Sandy laughed as she took her hand away. ” Gerry you are just a scared little boy, but what I’m about to tell you is the really scary thing.”

” You’re mad! You’re completely raving bonkers”. Gerry tried to stand up and get out of his chair but in a flash Sandy jumped on top of him and straddled him with her legs, pinning him to the chair.

” Remember Gerry, remember I got pregnant after we had our one night stand. Remember it suited you so well that I had to go on Maternity leave as you were finding it so hard to have me around at work because you know you had nothing to offer me. I wasn’t really bothered once I knew I was going to have Alex, I was happy.”

“Look get off me , someone might come in”. Gerry pushed at her but Sandy held him down firmly. “I’m very sorry about you losing Alex, it was terrible , I remember at the time thinking it would affect you terribly. “

” Yes it did , and his father didn’t give a damn did he?”

” What do you mean? I thought that your husband was a great support to you at the time, everyone said so , it was very hard on you both.”

” Yes, but Alex’s father didn’t help at all.” Sandy stared into Gerry’s eyes. ” He did nothing to help and now it’s payback time You are Alex’s Daddy.”

” What are you talking about, Alex was not my son! That’s impossible.”

Sandy jumped off Gerry and moved back to the other side of the desk and sat down opposite Gerry in the office chair.

“Why Gerry?

” It was a one night stand, you never said anything about it at the time. Alex was you and your husband’s.” Gerry shuffled his seat forward towards the desk.

” I wish he had been mine and Martin’s we would have a healthy six year old now, instead of a child who’s suffering from a genetic disease which to all accounts should not exist and which the State believes has got to be removed from the population. That is what Martin and I are now facing. We need money Gerry and a lot of money and you are going to give it to us. Or I’m going to shout from the highest treetops that you are a man carrying a defective Gene. Say goodbye to Millie’s fortune when she hears that , her Parents will definitely be able to kick you into touch.

” I can’t have children, that’s impossible.”

” No what you mean is that you shouldn’t have children. The State does not want you to procreate, you can screw as many women as you like, but you must not have a baby with them. How long has that law been in place, maybe thirty years or so, how long have you known about your faulty gene?

Gerry’s face changed, it became pale and drawn . He was silent and Sandy held his glance. She stood back up and again moved behind the desk , stood behind him and ruffled his thinning hair.

Yes , how long have you known sweetie?”

“Sandy this is dangerous ground, I’ve always known , but I’ve never been in a position where it mattered. Alex is dead, he was taken away from you, if he was my son he’s dead. What is this going to achieve? I’m not planning on having any children, I have discussed this with Millie , she accepts it. As far as everyone is concerned Alex was yours and your husbands. I have nothing to do with it. Now get out of my office! Millie might come through that door any minute.”

Sandy stood up straight and breezily walked back to the chair in front of Gerry’s desk and sat down and crossed her legs.

” Alex , your son is very much alive and he is six years old” Sandy looked directly at Gerry.

There was a knock on the door and Millie, entered . She was taken aback that Gerry had someone with him. She gave Gerry a puzzled look. They looked more like father and daughter. Sandy held her ground and smiled at Millie.

” You still free for lunch , I just wanted to talk through a few things about the wedding , I’ve booked a table.”

” Mills , I’m afraid I’m going to have to cancel, something has come up, we’ll talk tonight when I get home”.

” OK, Gerry, let me know if I can be any help.”

Millie gently closed the door.

Sandy said ” Hope the wedding arrangements can be pulled forward, we need her families money now”. Sandy smiled.

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The Cuckoo In The Nest Chapter 6

A Dystopian Thriller

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The next night, Friday, at exactly 7.00pm the doorbell rang . Martin opened it to a tall gangly young man with a mop of red hair. He was dressed casually in a checked shirt and well lived in tightly fitting jeans.

” Hi , I’ve got your fresh veg delivery , do you want me to bring it in? He looked at the large black plastic delivery box sitting at his feet.”

“Oh yes, sure, that’s be great.” Martin held open the door as the young man passed by him carrying the box at shoulder height.

“The kitchen is straight on through.” Martin closed the front door.

Sandy made her way downstairs quickly, she had put the twins to bed and they had settled down after she read them a story. They were fast asleep and she was desperate for news about Alex.

She nearly bumped into the young man at the bottom of the stairs and after he dodged her he followed her into the kitchen.

” I’ll put the box on the kitchen table , will I ?” he turned and spoke to her .

“Yes that would be fine” She spoke to Martin. ” The Twins are fast asleep, they love those dragon stories, I hope they don’t have nightmares.”

Martin moved towards Sandy and said ” They’ll be fine”

” I’m parched any chance of a cup of tea , this is my last call and I’ve got an hours drive back to the depot” The red headed young man said.

Sandy smiled at him ” Yes of course, the kettle’s not long boiled , Martin and I will have one too. Sit down and have a rest. Do you take sugar and milk ?”

” Yes, thanks, just one sugar, I got to watch my weight” He laughed as he patted his very thin torso.

Martin had anticipated and had got the mugs down and was already boiling the kettle.

Sandy sat down at the kitchen table and she began to open the box which was full with fresh fruit and vegetables. However, once they were removed she could see there were compartments at the bottom that had been well hidden by the produce.

“These boxes are great” The young man said” As this is your first delivery , you keep that one then each time I deliver we give you a fresh one and take the old one back”.

“May I ? ” Sandy pointed to the compartments.

The young man nodded “Yes go ahead”

Sandy opened the first compartment, and took out an envelope , it had numerous photographs of Alex, over the last few years. Her mouth opened but no words came out.

” Our products are well cared for , organically grown, we nurture them, family firm”

Sandy spread the photographs on the table, and looked at each one intently.

“Look Martin!” She turned just as Martin was bringing the mugs of tea to the table. He put the mugs down and picked up one of the pictures.

” Wow, that’s not long after he left us, my he really doesn’t look very well, but look at that one, that’s later what a change.”

” I don’t want to say to much, I don’t really know how they do it. I am just a delivery driver.”

“That’s fine, I suppose the less each person knows the safer it is for everyone else. ” Sandy took all the photographs out of the compartment and spread them on the table. At the bottom was another sealed letter. She took it out and opened it .It was an invoice for the groceries. It was for £1000. Sandy stared at the amount, she knew they could not get hold of that sort of money.

” We can’t afford that!” Sandy cried and showed it to Martin.

Martin looked at it but did not react. He handed the delivery driver his tea and the driver thanked him.

” How often do we get a delivery?” He asked the driver.

” Once a week, same time each week” The driver replied.

” And the charge is the same , each week” Martin looked directly at the driver.

” Yes, as far as I’m aware, one week in arrears.”

“I’m not sure we can afford this delivery , it’s an awful lot of money. Is there any alternative?” Martin sat down and faced the driver.

The driver began to stand up. He slurped the last of the tea out of his cup.

” Look , I’m only the delivery driver, I’m told to leave the box with you and if it turns into a regular slot I’ll be back each week”

” So we have a week to sort this out, that’s not long really.”

” I know, but I’ll get instructions and if I’m to collect next week I will. Thanks for the tea, I’m off home, it’s been a long day and I’ve got to drop the van off at the depot. They are really nice photos, he looks a nice little boy. I hope you can work something out. We don’t leave any loose ends, hold onto the box until next week.” He smiled and stood up, I can let myself out.

Sandy’s eyes followed the man as he went out and then she looked at Martin. When she heard the front door close, she began to cry.

” Martin, where are we going to get that sort of money each month, we can barely make ends meet as it is?”

Martin moved his chair closer to Sandy’s. He reached out and took her hands and held them gently in his.

” Sandy, I know Alex is not my child.”

“Martin” Sandy screamed ” Not now, not now!” She cried and pulled her hands away and held them to cover her face, her elbows almost seemed embedded in the table. Gently Martin moved her hands away from her face.

” Sandy, we need to talk about this. I love Alex as my son, he is my son, I’m the only father he knows. There might be a way to get this money. Alex’s biological father has got to help us and , I need to know who it is.”

Sandy’s face changed to one of total disbelief.

” That bastard, he wouldn’t help anyone. He just used me, I’m nothing to him. I was just a piece of meat”.

“Sandy, look I can only think it was one of your Media Colleagues. You were using him just as much as he was using you. Who was it? I know this is painful, but we have to do something if we have any chance of keeping Alex alive. “

Sandy’s eyes met Martin’s as she gave a sideways glance.

” So you knew all the time.”

” Well, I suspected, but I didn’t know for definite. Alex’s illness came out of the blue, but it’s all beginning to make sense now. Who is the father, is he a well off bastard, I’m thinking he might be an A1?”

Martin continued.

“There’s been a massive cover up with this, I’m not sure why no one pursued where the defective gene in Alex came from, let’s face it , they knew it wasn’t from either of us”.

” I’m so sorry Martin, it was just one time , but you are right, the timing is right , I hoped against hope, but Alex’s sire is a man called Gerry Reid, he’s very high up in the Company I work for. Whether he is an A1 , I wouldn’t know.”

“Well Sandy , you really went for a Celebrity! My heavens Gerry Reid! I suppose a boring archaeologist can’t compete with the likes of that. He must be in his 60’s now though for Heaven sake! “

Martin brushed Sandy’s cheek ” Gerry Reid!” he squirmed.” Tell me you prefer the younger man now though! This younger man loves you ,always has , always will. You make me happy.”

Sandy smiled and gently raised her hand to hit Martin on the shoulder.

” Oh you !Stop it! ” she began to laugh.

” It was a big mistake and I hate myself for what happened. I was just being stupid and I can’t see how I’ve made you happy . Look at the mess we’re in .”

” You’re not going to like this Sandy , but we are in a mess and there’s only one way out if we want to give Alex his best chance. For better or worse we said, I believe that and I love you and what we have made together. Alex is mine just as much as he is yours. Let’s face it Gerry Reid has been no father to Alex, I have. He’s mine and I’ll look after him, I will fight for him. You and I are strong and we both will be strong for each other.”

” Martin what are we going to do?” Sandy looked directly at Martin.

“Gerry Reid will have to pay his due and supply the money to these people . They are blackmailing us and we will have to blackmail Mr Reid.”

” What ? How?” Sandy looked in disbelief.

Martin picked up one of the photos of Alex from the kitchen table and held it up so that they both looked at the healthy looking little boy.

” We’re going to do everything we can to help Alex, he’s my little boy, I’m his dad.

“Yes he is. Ours”. Sandy hadn’t a clue what Martin was planning.

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