My family

There was a tap, tap, tapping in my childhood home. None of the four of us living there could work out where it came from. Mum said it was the wind through the rafters. Dad was certain there was a problem with the plumbing. My sister Alice was convinced we had a mouse in the walls but me. I thought the tap, tap, tapping was only the heating.

One day Nicholas told me it was the man who took the children knocking on the window. I told dad about it one day but he never believed in Nicholas.