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"Hi Mum." The greeting could not have been and more different from the 'what?' greeting Betsie had given her mother ten minutes ago.

Betsie's mum was taken aback. She had expected the usual confrontational greeting from her daughter. Instead she got one filled with warmth. "How you doing?" she asked trying to keep any suspicion out of her voice. "Everything okay?"

Betsie could see Tom looking at her expectantly. She decided to gamble and put her mum on speaker phone. "I'm good and everything is fine. You're on speaker. I'm with Tom getting the package at the moment. Say hi."

"Hi Tom, how are you?" Betsie's mum hope she didn't sound too weirded out.

"I'm, er, good. How are you?" Tom could not help how awkward he was coming across.

"I'm good thanks. I was just ringing to make sure you had the delivery."

"Got it," Betsie said too enthusiastic for the situation. She was the only one out of the three of them that wasn't finding the phone call completely strange and that was because she wanted to manipulate her mother into giving her a task to do. Betsie figured that if Tom heard her mother asking her to do something then she would have the perfect get out of jail free card. "What do you want me to do now?" Betsie hoped her mother would twig that something was off. Betsie would never volunteer her services.

Betsie underestimated her mother's powers of perception. She knew something was off by the greeting. However if you asked her to make a list of what was wrong, the answer my daughter's just offered to give a neighbour she despises the time of his life wouldn't be in the top million. "Yes please. I need a birthday card for your Aunt Susan"

"No problem. I'll do it now." Betsie silently thanked her mum. She could see the look of disappointment on Tom's face.

"No rush, you can finish your business with Tom first."

Betsie's perfect get out of jail free card had just been ripped up before her eyes.