"That American, Dwight, he was with her that evening." "I think he burnt the barn, to destroy the evidence!" "I found his lighter in the ruins." "Why did he deny it?" "Good question." "We must stay strong." "We're the men." "You know he was in the barn." "Tell me what happened!" "It says Lucy loves Tom." "Must be the same Tom, mustn't it?" "What about Lucy?" "Remember her?" "Who was she?" "His older sister." "I am here to take Luke." "But not right now." "One poxy day at a time." "I'm gonna get custody." "What?" "Did you see her?" "Who?" "The tooth fairy." "Talk to me, Albert." "They said it was an accident." "So all I'm saying is, that's good, that's an end to it." "You'd rather the police were looking for someone to blame?" "I don't want to talk about her." "Not to the police." "Not to you." "Not to anyone." "It'll be your turn soon, Harry." "Pip!" "Are you all right?" "The police came this morning." "They're not treating the death as suspicious." "There's no evidence, they said, of foul play." "The fire destroyed everything." "Except the lighter, which he got back." "Tom might know something." "Since you told me Dwight was with her I can't... do anything." "I need to see him." "Well, he may not want to see you." "Harry, come on." "So, what seems to be the problem?" "It's nothing serious." "Erm..." "I'm just having problems sleeping." ""Sleep no more!" "Macbeth doth murder sleep."" "I was in a production." "University." "So er... tricky nodding off?" "Or waking with a start in the small hours?" "Both." "Right." "Have you taken sleeping pills before?" "No." "Two at night." "Anything worrying you?" "No." "Good." "Lightfields?" "Old farmhouse, isn't it?" "You renting it for the summer?" "Yes." "With my daughter." "Splendid." "Sweet dreams." "Thank you." "Look who it isn't." "Hi." "What you doing?" "Nothing." "Come on, Cin, leave it." "Nick... don't call her "it"." "Don't." "Is it precious?" "Where d'you get it?" "London?" "Don't get your knickers in a twist." "Cindy." "Clare, I've been looking for you." "Hi." "Look who I found." "Lucy Felwood." "She died in '44." "The same year you were here." "That's a coincidence." "Yeah." "But... you still can't remember her?" "No." "Look, I picked up your photographs from the chemist." "Oh, thanks." "So what did the doctor say?" "He's given me some sleeping pills, so I'll see how I get on." "Pip, I was wondering if we could use some of your memories on our website?" "About life here in the war, I mean, not any really personal things." ""What a fun day out for all the family." I'll help you in a minute." "What are you up to?" ""No, we can't afford it." "There's a recession on." "We want to know..."" "I found a letter from Eve." "For your sister." "It was thrown away." "Didn't open it." "It's bad luck to." "You should send it to her." "To Lucy." "How?" "Burn it." "Help!" "No!" "Help!" "Luke!" "Are you in there?" "Luke!" "Are you OK, mate?" "For God's sake!" "What's going on?" "That's a good question." "A really good question." "I made a fire." "You made a fire?" "But you're fine?" "Only just." "I wanted to put it out." "Course you did." "Let's get a drink, change your clothes before your day with Daddy." "What's the right word for this?" "Neglect, is it?" "Or is it negligence?" "Come on, Paul, these things happen." "I'll ask my solicitor." "He'll know." "My son is not safe here." "My mother showed me." "Her mother showed her." "To protect the departed." "Needs to be concealed in her room, and left undisturbed." "If someone has caused the death, do you think the spirit can't rest in peace?" "Pip, you go up to bed." "No-one caused her death." "Why do you think she was in the barn that evening?" "I don't know." "She may have been meeting someone there." "Harry?" "No." "An airman..." "An American." "I don't want to know." "I'm sorry." "I'm just off home now." "Thanks, Tom." "Night." "Did you know in the inside of her cupboard..." "She carved "Lucy loves Tom"." "When was that?" "Two, three years ago." "Albert was livid when he saw it." "Was he?" "Course he was." "It was damage." "And she says, "He's the love of my life, I ride him every day."" "It's her damn horse!" "Can you believe that?" "A horse!" "Can I talk to you?" "Sure." "What is it, kid?" "I saw you at the funeral." "She was my sweetheart." "Hey." "I'm sorry." "For your loss." "Really?" "So how can I help you?" "You were with her that night." "You kids got nothing better to do than go round accusing..." "You met her in the barn." "Suddenly it's burning down and she's dead." "What exactly are you accusing me of, bud?" "Killing her." "And why would I wanna do that?" "Because she... resisted your advances." "She "resisted my advances"?" "No." "She didn't." "You forced her." "You what?" "You want it straight?" "She did not resist." "OK?" "She wanted to do it." "I didn't kill her." "I didn't burn the barn." "I wish I'd been there when the fire started." "I wish I had stayed a little longer with her." "Why didn't you?" "Because some..." "Because sometimes when you're done you're done, bud." "And you just gotta go." "Mum?" "Mum, is that you?" "Look what I found in the shelter, darling, in the stuff Luke was burning." "Look on the back." ""Vivien Mullen starting her first novel, Lightfields, 1975."" "Yeah." "Type her name in." "Mullen." "Yeah, two L's." "Right." "Bet she wished she had a laptop," "No, no novel by Vivien Mullen." "But there's one by Clare Mullen." ""Fields Of Light"." "Oh, yeah..." ""A teenage girl spends one summer in an old house in the Suffolk countryside."" "We should get one." "Sounds a bit..." "Put it on the website." "Guests would be interested." "Fields of light..." "Lightfields." "You should work for the government, cracking codes." "You should work for the government - Ministry of Sarcasm." "Order one, darling." "Then come and help me upstairs." "OK." "Vivien Mullen starting her first novel." "It's to encourage you." "It can go on the back when it's published." "If." "When." "Thanks, sweetheart." "How did you sleep?" "Fine." "You weren't disturbed last night?" "Good." "Don't worry, love." "Boys get obsessed with fire." "I don't want him obsessed." "No, I don't mean obsessed." "Where would you hide matches?" "What was that?" "What?" "It was a really weird sound." "Get the torch, will you, darling?" "Luke's got one here." "There's a loose brick here." "Thanks." "Oh..." "What is it?" "It's not Luke's." ""Save her soul."" "Oh." "Morning, Tom." "You had your breakfast?" "Yeah." "Sit down and have some more." "Thank you." "Pip, pass Lucy the milk." "I said pass..." "Eve." "Thank you." "You must all miss her so much." "She was the apple of his eye." "She was." "You all right there, Pip?" "You know what it is?" "It's weird, isn't it?" "I found it hidden." "If things are hidden... they're hidden!" "They should stay hidden!" "Yah!" "Come on, girl." "I believed him." "I think she went with him willingly." "She was like that." "If she decided she wanted to do something, she'd do it." "No matter who gets hurt." "You've torn your dress." "Oh." "Make do and mend." "We'll find you another one." "Hello there." "Hi, Tom." "Everything all right?" "You er... you need something fixed at Lightfields?" "Oh, thanks." "Yeah, no, everything's fine." "I was going to the beach and I remembered you said this was your cottage and I was..." "I was wondering about Lucy..." "erm... because I found her grave and I was wondering if my mum Vivien was here when she died." "That's a lot of wondering." "Was your mum here when Lucy died?" "Yes, she was." "Do you think my mum knew her?" "I dare say they'd have met." "Right, er... best get on." "Work to do." "How did she die?" "I don't want to seem rude, miss, but that was not an easy time for any of us, and I'd soon as not plough it all up." "Sorry." "It's just that my mum can't remember." "Yeah, well, I'm sure her sister can." "She was friends with Lucy." "Auntie Eve was?" "She worked at Lightfields, and after Lucy died she stayed there." "In the same house that we're in?" "Yes." "So... if you got questions to ask, you ask her." "Well, I would, yeah, but... she died last year." "That's sad news." "I'm sorry." "Hi there." "Hiya." "Hi." "I did knock." "Oh, sorry, mate." "I don't want to be rude but I don't need to change my energy provider, my broadband." "My underwear." "I'm a social worker." "Right." "Luke Willard lives here, does he?" "Yes, yes." "I'm his grandad." "He's lived with us since he was tiny." "Since our daughter died." "Right, well, his dad took him into hospital yesterday." "Did he?" "Yeah, to have his lungs checked out." "Cos he'd been in a fire." "Here, I understand." "Was there a fire here yesterday?" "Well, yeah, yeah." "You can still smell the smoke." "But..." "He was only messing about." "Right, well, his lungs are fine, you'll be pleased to hear." "Oh, I am pleased." "That's great." "Is he in?" "Luke?" "Yeah, I'll give him a shout." "Luke!" "Luke!" "Probably got his nose buried in a book." "Ha." "Luke!" "No luck?" "Yeah." "No." "No." "Well... is he out with his grandmother?" "No, she's gone shopping." "So, where is he?" "Ha." "Good question." "Yeah, he's out and about." "Enjoying the fresh air." "Luke!" "Is er... is that him up there?" "Oh, yeah." "Yeah, there he is." "Oh, it's all right... he's with my dad." "Guess what Tom told me?" "What?" "Eve used to work here on this farm and she actually stayed here." "Well, that makes sense of the letters." "What letters?" "I found them when I was going through Eve's stuff after she died." "They were from a boy called Pip." "Wasn't that Lucy's brother?" "When Tom mentioned him, the name rang a bell." "I only glanced at them in London." "But..." "I've called Dad and he's gonna send them." "Well, maybe they'll tell us what happened." "Hi, Luke." "How are you, mate?" "Er..." "This is Rob." "He's come to say hi." "He's a social worker." "Hi, Luke." "We're relieved to find you." "Yeah?" "Not that relieved." "I wasn't, you know..." "I'm keeping an eye on him." "He's my great-grandson." "Ah." "Great." "So, Luke, your dad tells me you started a fire." "Only so he could put it out." "He's playing at being a fireman, just like I used to be." "Right." "Luke." "You didn't tell us your dad took you to hospital." "Well, no harm done." "We all want the best for Luke, don't we?" "Yeah, yeah." "Could we go into the house, just go through a few routine questions?" "No prob, Rob." "You're very, very welcome." "Er..." "I was looking for a hair grip." "Can't help you there." "That's all right." "Mr Felwood?" "Do you... do you believe that Lucy's death was an accident?" "Yes." "I do." "And I must accept it." "We all must." "I think she met someone there." "I don't care what you think." "You understand?" "I don't want you spreading rumours, talking about her." "Ruining... ruining reputations." "She's dead and buried." "That's all you need to know." "And that's an end to it." "Mum?" "They've come." "What?" "Sorry." "The letters." "I'm trying to write." "I know." "I can't keep getting distracted like this." "I just thought you might like to read them." "All right, we'll look at them later." "I just want to keep going with this, OK?" "Thanks, Tom." "See you tomorrow." "Will do, Mr Felwood." "Tom?" "What is it?" "What do you want?" "Nothing." "I..." "I just wanted to talk to you." "About what?" "Lucy." "You must be missing her." "What's done is done." "She cared for you, didn't she, when you were both younger?" "Once upon a time." "Her father's very protective, isn't he?" "He's a good man." "A good father." "It's natural to protect your daughter." "And to stop her from seeing boys." "Or men." "He has a temper, doesn't he?" "We've all got tempers... miss." "Don't you go accusing Albert Felwood." "Of what?" "Of anything." "He loved her." "Cheers." "To Luke." "Your son." "Oh, thanks for meeting me, Paul." "It's just..." "I thought," ""Hey, let's not let things, you know, get sort of..."" "You're not gonna talk me out of this, Barry." "No." "I know I'm not." "It's like a light's gone on." "That's great." "He's got his dad." "He's got his grandparents, who love him so much and we've got to think about what's good for him." "To live with his dad." "Yeah, but the thing is, Luke's lived most of his life with us." "So..." "So now it's my turn." "Yeah, I see your point, Paul." "But I was thinking maybe we could er... compromise?" "Hah." "That word again." "I fucking hate it." "So, that's a "no"?" "Fair enough." "Sometimes you gotta do what you gotta do." "Yep." "So, you were saying that you've sold your estate agency." "It's all part of it, Barry." "Busting my guts trying to keep it going, you know." "Then I thought, "No, I'm not going crawling to the bank again, extend the loan, downsize..." "Fuck it." "Let it go."" "Good for you." "Ah!" "Lager, yeah?" "Oh, that would be nice." "Thank you." "The letters must have been special to Auntie Eve for her to have kept them." "Hm." "Ah..." "You look at that one." "From Pip to Eve. "I hope I will be getting my own dog soon." "I'm thinking of names for it." "Maybe Bob." "Then it can be in the Secret Club with you and me and Viv."" "What's the Secret Club?" "I can't even remember him, darling, let alone what we did, what we played." "This must be about Lucy. "It is now a year now since it happened." "We do not talk about her in this house." "We try to forget about her." "But I cannot."" "Well, these don't tell us much." "Look, this is for you." "Wonder why Eve didn't give it to you." "She must have missed it." ""Say nothing." "Even if they torture you."" "Say nothing about what?" "We must have been playing a game." "Yeah." "Yeah... the point is, Baz... is that I can walk into any estate agency in the country in any country, probably... and bang: "You want a job?" "You've got it."" "Yeah." "Because..." "I've got it." "Yeah, you got it." "You got it right." "Hm..." "Young, free, single." "You are living the dream." "You could see Luke whenever you like." "You don't want to be looking after him 24/7." "Yeah." "I do." "Nice try." "I just altered it a bit." "It's a good fit." "Lucy wouldn't mind." "You might as well wear it." "At least just to work in." "Thanks." "For looking after me." "No." "Thank you for helping us." "You sure you want to drive?" "Get you a cab." "No." "No prob." "Never been stopped." "Want a lift?" "No, I'm fine." "I fancy a walk." "See ya." "Hello." "Yes, I'm worried about this guy." "There's gonna be an accident." "He's drunk and he's just driven away from The Bells at Westbrook, on the road to Lowestoft." "Yes, it's a Toyota Yaris." "Would you like the registration number?" "Come in." "Pip..." "I've come to say sorry about the bottle." "It said on the internet that they were called "witches' bottles"." "Hidden in farmhouses to protect the crops and the families." "So I've... put it back." "Good." "And thank you." "To "save her soul"." "Whoever she is." "Or was." "I get the feeling... that something's happened here?" "I'm sure... a lot of things have happened here." "Something that's been hidden." "Hidden for a long time." "And somehow we're... disturbing it." "Luke seeing the tooth fairy and disappearing, and the fire." "You don't know what I mean?" "I...er... need to go to bed." "Sure." "Sweet dreams." "Good night." "Five... six... seven... eight... nine... ten... 11... 12... 13... 14... 15." "Found you." "What happened?" "♪ All things bright and beautiful" "♪ All creatures great and small" "♪ All things wise and wonderf..." "You been playing with my typewriter?" "What?" "No." "I didn't touch it." "Well, I didn't." "Maybe late last night if you were really tired..." "Or it could be erm..." "What do you call it?" "A side effect of the pills." "Pretty weird side effect." "Yeah." "Shame it's not Shakespeare." "Yeah." "Anyway, I've stopped taking the pills." "Really?" "Don't want to be knocked out." "I need to keep my focus." "Why are you doing that?" "You could just throw it away." "Gives me the creeps." "Right, let's get back." "Dad?" "Is she in a better place?" "But... what if she didn't say her prayers before she fell asleep?" "Don't think about it." "A lot of families have lost a child in this war." "You carry on." "You don't make a song and dance." "You understand?" "I think Mr Felwood's hiding something." "Huh..." "Her father?" "No?" "Tom took of fence at that too." "Good for Tom." "You'll be accusing him next." "No, I won't." "Why can't you just accept it?" "Why do you have to have someone to blame?" "I don't." "I just..." "I just want to know what happened." "We should get back." "It's the haymakers' lunch." "You know my mum died." "Yes." "I knew her." "You knew her?" "She was my granddaughter." "Oh, yeah." "She was lovely." "She had leukaemia." ""Loo-kaemia"." "Not "Luke-aemia"." "It wasn't my fault." "Of course it wasn't." "Just sounds like it was." "Do you want to know a secret?" "Yeah." "I had a sister." "Lucky you." "Yeah." "What happened to her?" "She died." "What was her name?" "Lucy." "I split up with Cindy." "Oh." "Yeah." "So..." "Have you always lived in London?" "Mm-hm." "Yeah." "I've always lived here." "It's nice." "How old are you?" "17." "What about you?" "18." "When's your birthday?" "April the 7th." "Er..." "Aries." "Yeah." "I'm a Libra." "What's this?" "An old barn that burned down in the war." "A girl died." "She lived at Lightfields." "They say she burned alive." "Don't look so shocked." "It was a long time ago." "I'm not trying to scare you." "Yeah, you were." "You said Lightfields was haunted." "I didn't." "You did, kind of." "I said it wasn't haunted." "Hm..." "I'm not so sure, you know." "I heard something in the night." "A girl humming." "A girl humming?" "Don't." "That is too terrifying." "Shut up!" "It began with humming." "And then the humming turned into screams!" "You imagined it." "I did not." "It was probably my mum." "How long you staying for?" "Erm... a few more weeks." "Until the end of August." "That's good." "I should..." "Yeah, me too." "Better get going." "Er..." "I'll walk you home?" "Happy?" "Yeah?" "Guess what happened last night?" "The police stopped me." "For some reason." "Oh." "Now I'm gonna lose my license." "Because you shopped me, didn't you?" "No..." "Liar." "You think it's gonna help your case?" "Black mark against me?" "Let's see." "Is it good for a kid to be in a car driven by someone who's blind drunk?" "Ooh." "That's tricky." "Hey!" "Stop that." "What are you doing?" "Hey..." "Just messing." "Yeah, just joshing." "I gotta go." "I'll see you soon." "Nice walk?" "Please, everyone." "Help yourselves to more." "Life goes on." "Mr Felwood and me would like to thank you all for your help with the harvest." "Harry." "Thank you." "Still got that letter?" "Let's burn it now." "Go and get it." "♪ Don't go walking down Lover's Lane with anyone else but me" "Hello, Pip." "Where did you get that?" "Viv." "Well, that's not hers." "That's my letter." "Need a hand?" "Here." "You all right?" "What's that, a letter to Lucy?" "It's nothing." "Take that dish, they're waiting for it." "Take it to the table, Pip." "I never sent it." "Vivien must have found it in the bin where I was staying." "Why would you write her a letter, when you see her every day?" "That's none of your business." "I'm just asking." "Look, I was upset about her seeing Dwight and not telling me." "I thought we were friends." "No!" "What are you doing?" "I want to read it." "It's not yours to read!" ""I... hope you die..." "..and go to hell."" "You hated her." "I did." "That day, I did." "You're desperate for someone to blame." "First Dwight." "Then even her own father." "Where were you that night?" "Harry, come on." "What happened?" "Did you fight?" "Was it you who..."didn't mean to kill her"?" "No." "You just set fire to the barn while she was sleeping?" " And now you're taking her place." " Eve?" "I'm sorry." "I've got to go." "Everything all right?" "Yeah, fine." "Oh..." "How did she die, Tom?" "Stranger, now I remember." "I need to talk to tell her the stranger in the house hated their daughter." "Who is she?" "My guardian angel." "What are you hiding from us, Pip?" "What are you trying to do to me?" "Scare me?" "Punish me?" "What did I do to you?" "Your sister's gone." "And I never want to speak of her or that night ever again." "She's here."