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said, kicking a tuft of grass. ‘ I want to be a princess and you have to be an evil witch and then he has to save me.’ She pointed at Will.
    Clementine smiled. ‘Okay. What about if, in the end, the evil witch turns out to be good?’ she said.
    â€˜No, that’s stupid. Everyone knows the witch is always evil and the princess always has to be rescued,’ Saskia snapped.
    â€˜Princesses can look after themselves, you know,’ Clementine said. ‘They don’t always have to be anything.’
    Saskia scoffed. She bent down to pick up a stick and broke it into little bits. ‘Does your mum love his dad?’ she asked after a while.
    Clementine nodded.
    Saskia pulled a face like she had stepped in dogs’ droppings. ‘Gross.’
    â€˜No, it’s not,’ Will said.
    â€˜They’ll probably get married and have a baby and then they won’t care about you two anymore,’ Saskia said, smirking. ‘That’s what happened to my cousin. Her dad got married to this horrible lady and they had a baby and now they ignore her and she has to sleep in a cupboard.’
    â€˜That wouldn’t happen to us,’ Clementine said. ‘That’s not even true.’
    â€˜Yes, it is. You don’t know anything about my cousin,’ Saskia retorted, folding her arms across her chest. ‘Where’s your dad, anyway?’
    Clementine shrugged. She wished it was dinnertime already.
    â€˜She was adopted,’ Will said, to Clementine’s dismay.
    â€˜Then it will be even worse because she’s not your real mother,’ Saskia said.
    Clementine felt her tummy twist.
    Saskia turned her attention to Will. ‘Where’s your mum?’
    Clementine waited for him to reply but the boy said nothing. ‘She died,’ Clementine said. Will looked at her with angry eyes. ‘Well, she did,’ the child said, her stomach clenching again. She wondered if she was having another appendicitis. The doctor had said that you only had one appendix and he’d taken that out, but maybe Clementine had two and he’d missed the second one.
    â€˜You didn’t have to tell her that,’ Will whispered.
    â€˜And you didn’t have to tell her I was adopted,’ Clementine replied. She didn’t know why she was so angry. She had never worried about telling people that Uncle Digby and Pierre had found her in a basket of dinner rolls. But Saskia was different to her other friends. Even Joshua didn’t seem quite so bad at the moment.
    â€˜Well, are we going to make this movie or not?’ Saskia sighed.
    Will’s brow furrowed. ‘I don’t feel like it anymore.’
    â€˜Me either,’ Clementine said.
    â€˜I told Mummy you’d be babies,’ Saskia said, rolling her eyes. She stalked back across the lawn and around to the terrace, leaving the two friends on their own.
    â€˜Do you think what she said is true?’ Clementine asked.
    Will shook his head. ‘No, my dad would never marry your mum.’
    Clementine suddenly felt very cross. ‘Good. I don’t want them to get married anyway.’ She spun around and stomped to the other end of the garden. Will turned and skulked off in the opposite direction.

    Lady Clarissa watched as Clementine pushed a potato around her plate. Her daughter had unexpectedly insisted on sitting beside her at the dinner table, while Will sat next to his father at the opposite end of the table. She was surprised the children hadn’t wanted to sit together and had a feeling their young guest might have had a part to play in the matter.
    â€˜Eat your dinner, darling,’ Clarissa whispered.
    â€˜I’m not hungry,’ Clementine replied. She felt awful, as if she had swallowed a whole loaf of bread and it was now stuck in her throat.
    â€˜So, Drew, what do you do for a living?’ Roger asked. His moustache danced about as he chewed on a