With hysterical woman draw repeat her words. Many in the crowd muttering the words kidnapper and child thief.
While the probable mother of the child attempts to climb the stage is the organization of the event prey become a giant disorientation. Nobody pay more attention to the other mothers with their prams, they are crestfallen next events. The man with the microphone trying to salvage what can be saved.
"Please, ladies and gentlemen, stay calm! We'll figure out what has gone wrong."
Charlotte is now as frozen in the center, two judges are busy one of the older to teach ladies. They love her a bottle of strong perfume under the nose.
The real mother runs the stage and threatened to fly to Charlotte. The presenter knows yet preventable just by between jumping, with his microphone falls to the ground.
"Quiet lady, quiet lady. Your Benjamin is back up!"
The woman cries with screeching play and reap with her arms around her.
Charlotte looks at her unseeing.
The crowd enters an agent who pretended to be round.
"What is going on here," he asks the presenter, whose hair, despite the Brylcreem, whole has been hit by the war. He tells him what's going on.
"She said that she was the mother. We had no reason to distrust. Her"
"But she is not too young to be a mother?"
The cop looks at Charlotte.
"How old are you?
"" Fifteen, almost sixteen.
"" Why did you do it?
"" I wanted to know what it felt like to be a mother.
"The real mother still beats wildly. The cop walks up to her and asks to calm her kindly. The woman looks at him with tears in her eyes.
"I ask just for help," says the officer left and he turns around as he speaks into his walkie-talkie.
"Travers here. Please send a car. Ocean Boulevard across from Seagate Hotel. Over.
"" I read you. Ocean Boulevard. Over.
"He makes an attempt to appease the public.
The presenter keeps her thereof.
Wordt vertaald, even geduld aub..