I sat on my bed tuning my guitar. I was still fuming at last night. It had to be a joke. It HAD to be.

But….I tried phoning Clive. And my set of drawers began to vibrate, and when I opened them he had left his phone there.

And…Mable wasn't talking to me much. She was normally a very chatty woman, and liked to gossip, but she just looked at me sadly and said, "You deserve better,"

I sighed and strummed a few chords on my guitar. Little did Clive know, but I got all my money from singing. And I wasn't half bad at it.

I hadn't been singing a lot recently because I hurt my lungs a while ago and the Doctors said to take a break from singing because it might be a strain on my lungs. But I should be fine soon.

I played the first few notes of "Piazza, New York Catcher" by Belle and Sebastian.

I was just about to start singing when Mable came in.

"Um…you have guests," She said, the first words since I came back.

Normally I don't class people as guests until I actually invite them in. Until them there just "People at the door", but I nodded and dragged myself of the bed.

Trailing downstairs, I groaned when I saw Layton and Luke in the landing. They probably wanted to shout at me for pushing Luke.

Not that I cared.

I sighed. I normally wasn't this cruel to people, especially kids, but I…I just felt so angry. I knew what they said about Clive was true. But I didn't want to believe it.

"Hello," I said, trying to be polite.

"Ah, hello Amy," Layton smiled at me. He showed no signs of being angry.

"So…" I could think of a polite enough way to say, "What are you here for?" so I just said, "Would you like some tea?"

Layton smiled, "As tempting as that sounds, I am just here to tell you where Clive is currently occupied."

I swallowed.

"Yes…"

He said a name of a jail I had never heard before.

"Never heard of it," I admitted. He smiled.

"Yes please," I gave him a thankful smile, "Just one minute." I turned round and hollered, "MABLE! I'M GOING TO SEE CLIVE!"

There was a pause, and then Mable appeared at the top stair.

"I wish you wouldn't, that boy is bad news," She frowned disapprovingly.

"You need not worry, Miss, I'll make sure she is ok."

I sighed. I didn't need protection.

"Let's go," I said quickly, and pushed them out the door.

When I saw the Layton Mobile, I couldn't help but laugh.

"Nice," I nodded in approval.

The drive up was quiet. I sat in the front, next to Layton, and Luke sat in the back, looking worried.

I turned round to face him.

"Sorry 'bout last night," I smiled apologetically.

"…it's ok," He said eventually.

I stuck out my hand.

"Friends?"
Luke hesitated, then shook my hand.

"Friends," He agreed.
Layton laughed, and shook his head.

"So, if you don't mind me asking, what was it that made you fall in love with Clive?" Luke asked.

I smiled and said,

"He was a gentleman, always put me first, treated me like I was the only person in the world…."

I trailed off, feeling a tear come to my eye.

"Why did he do this?" I asked.

"Some people do things for many reasons, Amy." Layton said, "Whatever he does, I'm sure he is still the man you just described to me."

I sighed and looked out the window.

"I hope you're right."