The Innes Family of Stockton Street were excited. They were sponsoring a distant cousin from England. Tommy was eighteen years old, had no brothers and sisters, and his parents had passed on. Mr and Mrs Innes had met him (years ago) on their trip to the Old Country. How would he like to live with us and start a new life in New Zealand?
Tommy was more than capable. He organized everything possible from his end. Meanwhile, the Innes Family repainted the spare bedroom, made new curtains, and generally made his room as welcoming as possible.
Oh the excitement among the Innes children as the day drew near!
“We don’t want to rush things,” said Mrs Innes. “Just take things slowly. Tommy will need time to adjust to his new country.”
He arrived! It was as if he had been part of the family all his life! It was a perfect arrangement!
On the first Saturday (with grandma as well) they packed a picnic, crammed into the old car, and headed for the river.
“A picnic at the river, a swim, fresh air, will do us all good,” said Mr Innes.
And Tommy drowned.