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Andy’s bad dream

Narrator
The police found a small package under the front passenger seat after Andy’s car accident. The package contained a white, powdery substance which was sent for chemical analysis. Subsequently, Andy was arrested, released on bail and then found guilty of possessing drugs. He received a fine of £200 and six months’ suspended jail sentence. After the hearing in the magistrates’ court, Peter took Andy for lunch in a quiet restaurant.

Peter
Look, son. I want to get to the bottom of it.
Andy
I’ve already told you everything I know.
Peter
Well, let’s go through it again... How did the package get into the car?
Andy
Honestly, I’ve no idea, Dad. I didn’t put it there.
Peter
The police and the magistrates thought you did.
Andy
But I didn’t. I never saw it until I was arrested. Don’t you believe me?
Peter
Yes, I do believe you, Andy. I know you wouldn’t lie to me. So we must discover the truth.
Andy
I don’t remember a thing before I was puled out of the car.
Peter
You must remember something. Where did you go that evening?
Andy
My mind’s a complete blank. The only thing...
Peter
Go on. What is it?
Andy
It’ll sound silly.
Peter
Never mind. Tell me.
Andy
It’s like a bad dream. A nightmare. I can see a woman’s face...
Peter
What does she look like? Can you describe her?
Andy
Short, dark hair, a rather big mouth...and tinted glasses.
Peter
Is she tall, small, fat, thin, pretty, ugly? What’s she like?
Andy
I can only see her face. Rather attractive, I’d say.
Peter
OK. Then where was she?
Andy
I’ve no idea. At least, I’m not sure...
Peter
Yes, yes, go on.
Andy
I have a feeling we were on a boat. But it’s all very hazy.
Waitress
One onion soup...
Peter
For me, please.
Waitress
... and one minestrone.
Andy
Thank you.
Peter
Do me a favour, Andy. When we get home, write down everything you can think of about that evening. Dreams and all...
Andy
OK, Dad... And thanks. I really am telling the truth.

Narrator
What do you think? Is Andy telling the truth? Peter certainly believes him, doesn’t he?


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