Page 42 of Maybe Tomorrow
‘Not all of them.’
‘Some?’
‘A few.’
‘How many is a few?’
‘One or two.’
‘I’d say that was a couple, wouldn’t you, DS Osborne?’
‘I would, sir.’
‘The couple you tell jokes to, these wouldn’t be young children, would they?’
‘Yes,’ Anthony smiled.
‘So, you tell jokes to children, but Alice Patterson was the only grown-up person you told jokes to?’
It was a while before Anthony replied. ‘Yes.’
‘Why?’
‘I like Alice.’
‘You like her.’
‘Yes.’
‘Are you attracted to her?’
Confusion danced across Anthony’s face. ‘I… don’t…’
‘You don’t what?’
‘Can I talk to my mum?’
‘Why do you want to talk to your mum?’
His frown deepened. ‘I don’t know what’s going on.’
‘And what do you think your mum can do for you?’
‘She can…’
‘Anthony, just answer my questions, and we’ll let you go home. All right?’ DI Bishop said with a smile.
‘All right,’ Anthony replied, hesitating.
‘Good. Now, going back to Alice. Were you attracted to her?’
‘I don’t know what you mean.’
‘OK. Let me put this another way. Would you have liked to kiss Alice?’
Anthony’s face softened. ‘Yes. I think I would.’
‘Have you tried to kiss her?’
