"Whatever it is, this house couldn't have come along at a better time-what with the mortgage and the twins' shoes, and Oz's music lessons and Lily's tutor, and a new baby on the way." "I'm sure there's a perfectly simple explanation," Mum said. "Even if they did, they wouldn't have lasted until now-they'd be about a hundred and twenty!" "I bet he deliberately faked his own death. "Pierre obviously didn't die on that tram," said Oz. "The three Spoffard brothers-my great-grandfather and two great-uncles-were killed in a freak accident in 1938, when the tram they were in ran off the Thames Embankment." As far as he knew, his great-uncle Pierre had been dead since long before he was born. The parcel had also contained a set of old keys and the title deeds to 18 Skittle Street, London N7.Īt first Bruce Spoffard had thought it must be a mistake. In his letter, he explained that Dad's great-uncle Pierre had died and left him a house. The previous day, a strange parcel had arrived at the Spoffard family's small house in Washford Common. "Keep your wig on, Lil," Dad said over his shoulder. "It's probably a rat-infested ruin," said Oz. The letter said it had been empty for more than seventy years." "We'll probably sell the place," Dad said, from the driver's seat.
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