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“Oh, no!” replies Leonie. “It’s just that my left eye doesn’t work as well as my right one. So to train my left eye and get it used to seeing better, I have to cover my right eye for a while. That’s all.”
‘Aha!’ twinkles Theo. ‘That’s a great trick! I’ll try it and we’ll see if I can see even better than I already do.’ He slides off the swing, holding his left eye shut and hopping around a tree. ‘Maybe it also works with your legs!’
“Oh dear,” Leonie snorts. “Theo, you’re really a hoot! Maybe you should join the circus!”
“Leonie!” calls a loud, droning man’s voice from far away. “Leonie! Lunchtime! Where are you? Leonie!”
“Oh, that’s papa! I have to run home for lunch,” says Leonie as she begins to pack the photos back into the box. “Will we see each other again later? Do you want to see the Anastasia? My great-grandmother’s boat is still down in the boat house, which once upon a time was used as a concert hall. Sometimes I go down there, have a look at it, and dream how things must have been when my great-grandmother went to sea on it. Do you want to go to the boathouse with me after lunch?”