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When We Were Very Small
by VickyS

newspaperVickyS looks forward six years in the eventful life of George Grundy, in this extract from the Fantasy Archers topic of The Archers message board.

Clarrie felt George's forehead with the back of her hand. Still feverish. His small face was flushed in sleep and his dark curly hair damp and tousled. She smoothed it back from his face and he stirred. His eyes opened.

"Hello poppet, how are you feeling?"

"My head hurts, and my tummy hurts. Where's my mummy? I want my mummy."
Clarrie smiled at the small sick child and thought her heart would break. "Mummy's not here," she said "just me and you today Georgie."

George tried to sit up on the sofa, but his poorly body didn't have the strength. Clarrie tucked the quilt around him firmly, picked Little Ted up from the floor and popped him on the pillow beside George.

"Do you want to watch a DVD?" she asked, "shall I find Thomas? Or would you like a story?"

"A story!" for a moment George's eyes lit up. Just like Joe, thought Clarrie fondly, always ready for a good story. "A real story," said George, "not a book story, tell me a story about me, of when I was little. When I was a baby."

For a moment Clarrie was transported back six years. What could she tell him?

She thought of the folder of newspaper clippings she kept in the shed. Eddie refused to have them in the house. The headlines were as clear in her mind as the day she had first read them, and all the following days, when they were all she had to hold on to.

Concern Grows for Missing Ambridge Child

Brotherly Love Scandal Rocks Village

Baby George's Dad Appeals for his Safe Return

Come Home Emma, begs Distraught Mother

Search Widens for Missing Child

A Plea to Sun Readers: Find My Baby

Baby George found in France

Defiant Emma Claims DNA Mixup

Ed Grundy's Criminal Past Revealed

High Court Orders George's Return

Exclusive. A Mother's Pain. Susan Carter Talks to OK!

I Gave Her Everything: Will's Story

French Authorities Defy George Order

Brussels Judgement in Baby X Case Expected Today

Em and Ed On The Run Again?

Hungary Link to Missing Baby

Interpol Asked To Intercede in Baby X case

Baby Siege Enters Fourth Day

Violent End to Baby George Siege

Forensic Results Shock - Police Bullets not Cause of Death

Emma On Death Charge

Emma: Extradition Approved

Weeping Emma Changes Plea: He Wanted To Give Up

Emma Trial Judgement Expected Today

Will and George, Our New Life. Exclusive Hello! Photographs!

***

"NANNY!"

Clarrie was brought back to reality with a jolt.

"My story," prompted George.

Clarrie heard a key in the lock.

"Only me!"

George sat up. "Mummee!"

Fallon came in, shaking the rain from her hair. "Hello Tiger. How's my boy then." She bent down and gave him a hug. "Thanks for baby-sitting Clarrie, there's no way I could have taken him out in this , not with his chesty cough. I hope he's been good."

"Good as gold, bless him, hardly coughed at all, ate all his dinner and had a good sleep afterwards." said Clarrie. "William rang by the way, said he'd be a bit late so I only put the rabbit pie in for you about ten minutes ago. Potatoes are all peeled. We were just about to have a story, why don't you put the kettle on while I tell George the story of when Little Ted got dropped in the pond."

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