“So what do we do?” I asked.
“You come over here and help me make sense of the artefacts.”
The scarf was laid out on the table, the tin to one side. Each item had been carefully arranged on the scarf: the feathers at the top, lock of hair beneath, the pound note and rose side by side under it, the photo and lottery ticket at the bottom.
“Now then Robert, what do any of these things mean to you?” asked Raven.
Robert began to speak but was cut short. “Ooooh, pretty!” said voices in harmony.
