What happened to Sophie in the end, Aunty Kobo? asked Lavender, as they were sitting on an uncomfortable red and purple rubber verge at the Armoury Playground.
You won't believe it, said Kobo. She got married to a very old-fashioned man, tried to have a baby, couldn't, had a dream that her grandma told her to exhume her daddy and re-bury him in the Jewish sector, and when she did that, she had a baby.
Cripes! said Lavender.
There were a lot of loose ends, said Kobo. But that's French novels for you.
It's not that, said Lavender. Look at Fish!
Fish had climbed up a green rubber wall with orange footholds and was about to slide down the double slide.
Will he be alright? asked Kobo.
That's what we won't know until it's too late, said Lavender.
Fish slid down the slide perectly well until the bend at the bottom, then stopped suddenly because of his crocs.
He got off and lay on the grass face down.
Will he cry ? asked Kobo.
We don't know, said Lavender. Let's wait and see.
They stared at Fish. Fish got up. He walked over to an orange tunnel. He crawled inside.
Should we follow him? asked Kobo.
No said Lavender. It's best not to.
You know a lot about Fish, said Kobo.
Yes said Lavender.
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