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Wish Upon a Star

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‘Ben, here’s a really, really large glass of blackcurrant squash.’

Ben stared at it. ‘I’m not thirsty.’

‘Good,’ Katy said sweetly, ‘because I don’t want you to drink it. I want you to spill it on the sofa.’

Ben’s eyes widened. ‘No way! You spill it on the sofa.’

‘Don’t be ridiculous.’ Katy’s tone was condescending. ‘I’m eleven. I’m way past spilling drinks on the sofa. You’ll have to do it.’

‘But that will make the sofa wet and purple.’

‘That’s the general idea.’

‘Why?’

‘Because despite our efforts, our parents are still not sharing a bed,’ Katy said with an impatient sigh. ‘And they’re never going to get back together if they don’t share a bed. Everyone knows that adults should share a bed if they’re married. It’s how they mate.’

Ben picked up another dinosaur. ‘What’s mate?’

‘You’re far too young to understand,’ Katy said disdainfully. ‘You’re just going to have to trust me.’

‘I don’t see how spilling blackcurrant squash will help,’ Ben muttered, and Katy rolled her eyes.

‘Because it will make the sofa sticky and wet you stupid, idiot baby.’

‘I’m not a stupid, idiot baby!!’

‘Then trust me and spill the squash!’

‘Mum will be mad.’

Katy glared. ‘Do you want to go back and live in smelly old London? Do you want Mum and Dad to live together again or not?’

Ben’s face crumpled. ‘Of course, I do, but—’

‘Then spill it, Ben! Just spill it and stop asking questions!’

‘But—’

‘Ben, you spill things all the time.’ Her tone was exasperated. ‘You spilt your milk at breakfast. You dropped your pasta at supper. Spill the blackcurrant before I strangle you!’

‘Mum says you’re not allowed to put things round my neck. And if I spill blackcurrant, it will ruin the sofa.’

‘That’s the idea. Don’t worry about that. It won’t cost them anything because they can put in an insurance claim, but that will take weeks to come through,’ Katy said airily, and Ben looked at her doubtfully.

Katy ground her teeth. ‘Ben…’

‘All right, I’ll spill it.’ Ben snatched the squash from her, sprinted across the living room, tripped over a toy he’d left there and spilt the entire contents of the glass over the sofa.

‘Even better than I could have predicted,’ Katy breathed, staring at the spreading, deep purple stain on the sofa with admiration and satisfaction. ‘Well done, baby brother.’

Ben’s lip wobbled as he stared at the mess. ‘Mummy’s going to be mad.’

‘Very possibly,’ Katy agreed, ‘but she isn’t going to be sleeping here tonight, and that’s the only thing that matters. Don’t worry, I’ll protect you.’

‘You shouldn’t have had a drink in the living room.’ Christy kept her voice level, reminding herself that it wasn’t good to shout at one’s children, especially when they were so clearly remorseful. Ben stood in front of her with his head down and his lip wobbling.

‘Katy told me to do it!’ He burst into sobs just as Alessandro walked in through the front door.



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