Free The Ideas Pirates by Hazel Edwards Page A

bomb.’
    â€˜That’s possible,’ said Gloria dryly. ‘However, you could have written it on you declaration form. Or told your attendant.’
    Gloria picked up the cake. ‘ Heavy. I guess your mother’s a good cook.’
    â€˜She’s not!’ said Winston. ‘That was the other reason I didn’t give it to them.’
    â€˜Christmas cakes are so heavy. Something could be hidden in the middle’
    Amy said. ‘Do you put cakes through the metal detector to see if there are any coins inside? My Dad always cooks our Christmas cake with olden days sixpences inside.’
    â€˜That’s a point.’ Gloria nodded. ‘ The coins would show up. We might think they were something else!’
    The crew had returned to their duties now, relieved it was just a Christmas cake and not a bomb.
    â€˜My Mum doesn’t cook coins in Christmas cakes. But she does use honey. Is that illegal?’ Winston still looked worried.
    â€˜Just show the cake in Sydney on your way through,’ Gloria advised.
    â€˜Mum’ll kill me, bringing it all the way back! What if we eat it now?’
    Winston started to unwrap the cake, ‘Have a slice Amy. You too Christopher.’
    It was a very big cake. It was doubtful they’d eat it all before touchdown in Sydney.

    â€˜Let’s try and get a closer look at Jason’s purple and aqua backpack.’
    Christopher had been thinking hard ever since refusing the third slice of cake.
    Winston’s Mum was not the greatest cook in the world.
    â€˜How can we do that?’ Amy was still munching her fourth slice. Christmas cake made a strange midnight feast, especially when sliced with a pen knife. It crumbled everywhere.
    â€˜You know how the baggage all goes around on the carousel. When his purple and aqua backpack comes out, grab it! If anyone asks , you could pretend you’d picked up the wrong bag by mistake.’
    â€˜But Jason will be there himself. He’ll see me doing it. And I’ve already got my backpack here as hand luggage.’
    Winston was being difficult. ‘ Why d’you want to look at his bag? All you need to do it to prove that it is the same as yours. Sounds like the smuggler gave Amy the CD because she was standing in the ticket queue, holding that colour bag. It was the bag which identified the person he had to give the package to.
    Maybe he just didn’t see Jason’s bag. Or he didn’t expect two bags the same.’
    The twins looked at each other. They hated to admit it, but Winston might be right.
    â€˜That’s why he was trying to look in those pockets of yours Amy. He thought you’d put the CD in an outside pocket.’
    â€˜I didn’t, because I can’t lock them.’
    â€˜So all we’ve got to prove is that Jason has the same bag and there was a mix up and....’
    â€˜I could take a photo of him picking his bag up from the carousel.’ suggested Christopher.
    â€˜Are you allowed to take photos in the Arrival Hall? You aren’t allowed to use mobile phones or cameras there.’
    No shots in the Arrivals Hall. Amy was right. But they’d think of some way.
    People were getting ready to land soon. The attendants brought around steaming face cloths on a tray. Amy nearly dropped hers it was so hot. But it felt wonderful on her face and hands.
    Looking down the aisle, she noticed Fifi washing the face of her gnome!
    Fifi’s gnome fascinated Amy. There just had to be something inside! When she lifted the gnome in the LADIES it had seemed too heavy for a hollow plaster shape.
    â€˜Too obvious.’ said Christopher when she shared her suspicions. ‘First place anyone would look.’
    â€˜If it worries you that much, why don’t you just ask her.’ Winston was direct.
    Once the worry of the fruit cake had gone, he needed to prove something.’ Or I will.’
    â€˜No. I’ll go.’
    â€˜Thank you for