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Seven Years Ago
Seven Years Ago Brett peers over her shoulder. “Lord, but what's the girl reading now?” Jenny sits in a chair by the fire, a coffee cup on the hearth one side of her, and next to it, an oddly coloured pebble, lined with rust and deep green stripes. “It's a book about geology. Mr Kalkowski lent it to me.” She yells a protest as Brett snatches the book from her. “Let's have a look at it then.” Mockery in his voice, “What have we here?” He flicks through pages, then reads one of them, tracing the page with a forefinger, his lips moving silently. “What's all this?” Brett frowns, then reads aloud, stumbling over some of the words. “Shales are typically composed of variable amounts of clay minerals and quartz grains and the typical colour is gray….” He looks at Jenny oddly. “…. Red, brown
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