(Heather’s point of view)
I slowly make my way down the stairs so that I can listen to what my father and Mark are talking about. I need to be smart on this, I cannot let them know what I am doing but I need to get Emma’s phone so that I can get Lynda’s phone. I hear the both of them talking in the den but I do not know what they are talking about, I move closer slowly so that they cannot hear me. But it does not help me, they are talking in hushed voices. I walk away from the room to the kitchen, then I start making noise so that they do not think that I have been trying to listen to them. I start to make myself a cup of tea, the kettle just finishes boiling as my father and Mark walk into the room. “I am just making a cup of tea would you like one?” I ask with a smile on my
