Alice must be Miss Spencer," thought Emma"And George must be her American boyfriend" She finished reading the letter. But it didn't feel right. "I really shouldn't read someone else's love letters," she said to herself. And she put them down without reading any more. At seven o'clock Charlie arrived. He looked tired after his long journey home. "Charlie!" Emma ran toward him and put her arms around him. Charlie put his bag down on a chair. "It's been terrible. started Emma. Charlie didn't have time to sit down. "Not just the glass and the window I told you about," she continued. "But I went into the attic again and...