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say.’
Mitzi went pink with pleasure and, staggeringly slightly, swapped Mott the Hoople for Abba.
The doorbell chimed faintly. Richard and Judy turned pale green eyes towards the hall.
‘I’ll go,’ Mitzi said. ‘It’s probably Lav and Lob – they knew I was cooking and they’ll be on the lookout for leftovers. Whoops! My legs have gone all tingly – must be too much of Clyde’s parsnip and raspberry.’
Scraping her plate and surprising herself by reaching for seconds, Doll watched her mother make a sort of zigzag exit from the living room. ‘I feel a bit woozy myself …’
‘Mmmm, me too.’ Lu rattled her braids. ‘And this pie really is ace. Hey – you don’t think it’s this that’s made us all light-headed, do you? You don’t think Mum has really unleashed some sort of magic ?’
‘Don’t be daft,’ Doll tried to focus. ‘It’ll be Clyde’s booze …’
They smiled squiffily at one another across the table, listening as Mitzi unlocked the front door. It was all very peace and love. Jigging gently, they joined in a very giggly duet of ‘Gimme Gimme Gimme a Man After Midnight’.
The giggles suddenly died as they heard Mitzi scream.
Chapter Five
‘Oh, my God!’
Mitzi clung to the bottom banister and gawped at Heath Ledger standing on the doorstep.
‘I’m really sorry to have startled you,’ he grinned at her, his teeth very white in the gloom. ‘Are you okay?’
Mitzi nodded. The twinkly, floaty feeling seemed to have robbed her of her powers of speech. This vision in front of her, young, tall and beautiful, his perfect features tanned, his shaggy blond-streaked hair falling towards his dramatically blue eyes, surely couldn’t be real.
‘Er—’ she gurgled a bit, wishing that her legs would stop shaking ‘—um, yes, I’m fine, I think.’
‘This is number thirty-five, isn’t it?’ Heath Ledger still looked concerned. ‘Only I couldn’t quite make out the numbers from the street.’
‘Yes – that is, no,’ Mitzi corrected herself quickly. Goodness – the poor boy was going to think she was doolally. What on earth was wrong with her brain? ‘We’re thirty-three. Thirty-five is next door.’
He grinned a bit more. ‘Oh, right. Then I’m really sorry to have – oh …’
He was staring into the hall. Still clinging to the newel post for support, Mitzi turned her head carefully to follow his gaze.
To the loud background accompaniment of ‘GimmeGimme Gimme A Man After Midnight’, Lulu and Doll were shoulder to shoulder in the living-room doorway. They too seemed to have lost the power of coherent speech.
But not for long.
‘Mum … are you okay? I mean—’ Lulu’s jaw dropped. ‘Wow!’
‘We heard you shout and … blimey …’ Doll blinked. ‘That was quick. She only wished for him a few minutes ago.’
‘This … this – um – gentleman is looking for next door,’ Mitzi explained. ‘The Bandings, that is, not Flo and Clyde’s.’
‘Really?’ Doll raised her eyebrows. ‘Did something go wrong with the wish, then? What on earth would Lav and Lob do with Heath Led—’
‘I’m so sorry to have disturbed you all,’ he repeated, still smiling across Mitzi’s shoulder towards Doll and Lulu. ‘It may be too late to call on—’ he scrutinised a piece of paper ‘—Lavender and Lobelia at this time of night.’
‘They certainly go to bed quite early,’ Mitzi agreed, forming her words carefully as her lips seemed to have gone numb, ‘but if there’s a light on in their front room you’ll still catch them.’
‘Okay, thanks. I’ll give it a go. My apologies again. Goodnight.’
And with a long last look into the hallway, he disappeared down the dark path in a blur of faded jeans and much-washed black sweater.
Mitzi slowly closed the door. Of course he wasn’t really Heath Ledger. Of course it was just a coincidence. Of course wishes didn’t come true. Did they?
Lu exhaled heavily, rolling her Nefertiti eyes. ‘Wow. Was
Mitzi went pink with pleasure and, staggeringly slightly, swapped Mott the Hoople for Abba.
The doorbell chimed faintly. Richard and Judy turned pale green eyes towards the hall.
‘I’ll go,’ Mitzi said. ‘It’s probably Lav and Lob – they knew I was cooking and they’ll be on the lookout for leftovers. Whoops! My legs have gone all tingly – must be too much of Clyde’s parsnip and raspberry.’
Scraping her plate and surprising herself by reaching for seconds, Doll watched her mother make a sort of zigzag exit from the living room. ‘I feel a bit woozy myself …’
‘Mmmm, me too.’ Lu rattled her braids. ‘And this pie really is ace. Hey – you don’t think it’s this that’s made us all light-headed, do you? You don’t think Mum has really unleashed some sort of magic ?’
‘Don’t be daft,’ Doll tried to focus. ‘It’ll be Clyde’s booze …’
They smiled squiffily at one another across the table, listening as Mitzi unlocked the front door. It was all very peace and love. Jigging gently, they joined in a very giggly duet of ‘Gimme Gimme Gimme a Man After Midnight’.
The giggles suddenly died as they heard Mitzi scream.
Chapter Five
‘Oh, my God!’
Mitzi clung to the bottom banister and gawped at Heath Ledger standing on the doorstep.
‘I’m really sorry to have startled you,’ he grinned at her, his teeth very white in the gloom. ‘Are you okay?’
Mitzi nodded. The twinkly, floaty feeling seemed to have robbed her of her powers of speech. This vision in front of her, young, tall and beautiful, his perfect features tanned, his shaggy blond-streaked hair falling towards his dramatically blue eyes, surely couldn’t be real.
‘Er—’ she gurgled a bit, wishing that her legs would stop shaking ‘—um, yes, I’m fine, I think.’
‘This is number thirty-five, isn’t it?’ Heath Ledger still looked concerned. ‘Only I couldn’t quite make out the numbers from the street.’
‘Yes – that is, no,’ Mitzi corrected herself quickly. Goodness – the poor boy was going to think she was doolally. What on earth was wrong with her brain? ‘We’re thirty-three. Thirty-five is next door.’
He grinned a bit more. ‘Oh, right. Then I’m really sorry to have – oh …’
He was staring into the hall. Still clinging to the newel post for support, Mitzi turned her head carefully to follow his gaze.
To the loud background accompaniment of ‘GimmeGimme Gimme A Man After Midnight’, Lulu and Doll were shoulder to shoulder in the living-room doorway. They too seemed to have lost the power of coherent speech.
But not for long.
‘Mum … are you okay? I mean—’ Lulu’s jaw dropped. ‘Wow!’
‘We heard you shout and … blimey …’ Doll blinked. ‘That was quick. She only wished for him a few minutes ago.’
‘This … this – um – gentleman is looking for next door,’ Mitzi explained. ‘The Bandings, that is, not Flo and Clyde’s.’
‘Really?’ Doll raised her eyebrows. ‘Did something go wrong with the wish, then? What on earth would Lav and Lob do with Heath Led—’
‘I’m so sorry to have disturbed you all,’ he repeated, still smiling across Mitzi’s shoulder towards Doll and Lulu. ‘It may be too late to call on—’ he scrutinised a piece of paper ‘—Lavender and Lobelia at this time of night.’
‘They certainly go to bed quite early,’ Mitzi agreed, forming her words carefully as her lips seemed to have gone numb, ‘but if there’s a light on in their front room you’ll still catch them.’
‘Okay, thanks. I’ll give it a go. My apologies again. Goodnight.’
And with a long last look into the hallway, he disappeared down the dark path in a blur of faded jeans and much-washed black sweater.
Mitzi slowly closed the door. Of course he wasn’t really Heath Ledger. Of course it was just a coincidence. Of course wishes didn’t come true. Did they?
Lu exhaled heavily, rolling her Nefertiti eyes. ‘Wow. Was
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