Chapter SixHenry trudged through the supermarket aisles whilst Uncle Ben filled up the shopping trolley with all sorts of goodies. After the checkout, they journeyed home in silence. Unloading cans and boxes into the cupboard, Henry wanted so much to press his uncle about the story, but something in Uncle Ben's demeanour stopped him. Ben appeared distant, the lines drawn deep on his face, so Henry swallowed down his urge to know more.
His thoughts were cut short when the telephone rang. Ben picked up the receiver, listening to the voice on the other end. After a small grunt, he carefully replaced the 'phone on its cradle and turned to Henry.
“What's wrong?” said Henry, unable to ignore the concerned expression on his uncle's face.
“Looks like you might be here for a bit longer,” Ben sai
