“What d’ye mean y’ saw a great blue box?” Jamie asked his son. The lad was nearly eye-to-eye with him but his imagination ran even higher.
“Just like in your stories!” the boy insisted.
“Did anyone come out of it?”
“Aye, a tall, strapping man. He said he wanted me t’ go with him.”
“Tall? Not a wee chappie, yea high?” Jamie measured with his hand, his brow furrowed.
“No. Then Mum said I wasn’t t’ go and chased him off with a hat-pin!”
Jamie nodded. Obviously an imposter, and Victoria always did have fine lot of common sense.
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