SANDS OF DELUSION By Tessa Harvey "I think not," growled a firm, cold voice in measured tones. In his hand, the tall man was dialling an emergency number. "Mr. Giles," whispered Alice. The deputy principal was a formidable presence but Hooker McGee was not impressed. "Nah," he raised, "this is my friend's kid. He ran away from his dear kind uncle. Ungrateful, kids are, ain't so, mate?" he appealed with the aim to get the teacher onside. Mr. Giles glanced at Alice, an unspoken question in his eyes. Almost imperceptibly the girl moved her head in a negative attitude. Then there was another person. A beautiful police lady flashed an identity card and produced handcuffs. Other police cars drove up. There was an approaching ambulance siren. Luis and Maria moved quickly to help the little boy and paramedics came running with a stretcher. It was the end for Uncle and Hooker McGee and his cohorts. They would be charged ...