Karyn and Jon were dressed and ready to go after Fred, they were just glad that they had caught a glimpse of him before he had vanished with the stone.
"Right let's go" said Karyn still getting used to her voice. They walked down stairs and strolled out of the front door. "Karyn STOP" a hand grabbed Karyns shoulder, it was her mother. "Sweetie, you know I don't like you going out alone at this time. Who is your friend?" She asked.
"But mum I've always..." Karyn stopped, her mum had always been protective of her, she wasn't allowed to play out until she was 15, unless an adult was with her... "umm, this is Joan, coming up with a name quick.".
"You know I don't like you having random friends over Karyn, you are only 12 and this girl looks far to young." She turned her attention to Joan "Do you know your mummy's phone number or where you live sweetums? I've never seen you around I'd remember such a cute girl" Karyns mum stared at the jumper and bunched up skirt the girl was wearing, "why are you dressed in Karyns clothes Joan, do you have your clothes with you"
Jon didn't know what to do, it was all going wrong... Then something odd happened, the stress all became to much. Jon first felt her top lip quiver, then she started shaking and then crying and then wailing. Karyns mum easily picked her up and help her close, stroking her hair reassuringly. "Don't worry hunny, I'll call for a police officer, they will find out where your mummy lives and take you home." However this seemed to just make the girl on her arms worse.
