I knew what it was - drains, the smell of sewage.
Our cottage was at the top of the hill. I imagined the door opening, light and warmth flooding out.
But there were no lights. Where was Mum? I had a horrible feeling in my stomach. I suppose it was terror.
What time is it, Ruby? I pushed her sleeve back.
Quarter to seven. Let's go round the back. Mr Mason usually leaves the door unlocked ready for us.
Eeurgh ' said Ruby. What's that stinky smell?
I'm going to be sick!
It's only the drains.
It's poo! said Ruby.
We slithered and skidded along the path, past piles of broken paving stones and roof liles. At the back of the house a faint light flickered in an upstairs window.
Adam pushed the door open.