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	Chapter 2: The MMM
	He checked the time. To his surprise, it was almost time to go. They planned to leave at 10pm Melbourne time. It wasn’t long before Gran also noticed. ‘Well hasn’t time flown. It’s nearly my bedtime,’ she said, ‘You know I must keep to my hours or I start to get narky.’ ‘Of course,’ said Dad. ‘Now Skye, I have a little something for you.’ She went to the mantelpiece, picked up a small navy box and brought it to Skye. ‘I have always wanted to give this to you in person,’ she said. ‘That’s so much better than you finding it in a crate of my belongings.’ Skye took the box and opened it. ‘A beautiful ring!’ she said with delight. She plucked the ring from its cushion and held it up. It was a gold ladies band with engraved flowers. She glanced around, open-mouthed. Mum and Dad were smiling enthusiastically. ‘Oh god,’ groaned Zak. ‘It’s more than that,’ said Gran. ‘This ring has a past. It was given to me by my grandmother when I was sixteen. I have worn it ever since.’ ‘So how old is it?’ asked Skye. ‘It is at least one hundred and forty years old, but possibly much older,’ said Gran. ‘It was in the possession of my grandmother from the end of the Second World War.’ Skye appeared to be enthralled, but Gran looked uncertainly at her. ‘Have you heard of that war?’ she asked. ‘Of course,’ said Skye. ‘We learnt about it in History. It’s now called the Last Great War, by the way.’ Read it on my website: http://www.the2080s.com/
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