and watches Mrs Moore empty a packet of browny red powder into a small bowl, add water and make a paste. When she stands close, Ella smells paper and tape and stamps and newsprint and the metal of coins on Mrs Mooreâs hands. And another, sweet smell, the same smell as Sai.
As Mrs Moore combs the paste into Ellaâs hair, Ella closes her eyes and lets her mind float on the movement of the comb and the sound of the bracelets tinkling against each other on Mrs Mooreâs wrists.
âI always dreamt of having a daughter,â says Mrs Moore. âOf doing her hair.â
Iâve always dreamt of having a mum, thinks Ella.
She lets the world outside fall away: the thoughts of Mum coming back, of Dad ignoring her, of what Fay will do when she finds Mum in the house or how Ellaâs going to protect Willa from the truth. Here, in this small kitchen above the post office, Ella can pretend that nothing else exists. That her life hasnât just capsized.
Willa
Willa sits on the bottom step of the entrance to Holdingwell Primary.
Whyâs Ella being so weird?
she asks Louis.
And whyâs Mummy late?
But heâs not answering. He must be busy sleeping or eating.
A shiny beetle disappears into a crack in the concrete steps. Maybe thereâs a mummy in there whoâs prepared seeds and bits of grass for his tea and a soft nest for him to sleep in.
Snug as a bug in a rug,
thatâs what Mummy says when she puts Willa to bed.
Willa wishes that Ella were coming to pick her up. Having a sister at Holdingwell Academy makes up for being called Gingernut; even the older girls look at Ella like they wish they had her for a big sister.
Willa gets up and walks over to Mr Mann.
âI donât think anyoneâs coming to get me,â she says.
Mr Mann looks at his watch. âWhereâs Ella?â
âItâs Mummyâs turn. And sheâs not here.â Ella told Willa to act upset so Willa sniffs and makes her eyes go sad as she looks at the parentsâ cars parked along the road.
âWell, why donât I give her a call?â
Mr Mann has the parentsâ numbers stored in his mobile, in case of an emergency.
Willa nods. âThank you.â
Then she goes to the gates because no one stands next to their form teacher at going home time, not unless theyâre in pre-school.
A man wearing a woolly rainbow jumper stands on the pavement holding a music case. A massive rucksack sits at his feet like heâs been camping. He gets out his trumpet and starts playing a tune that Willa recognises from Ellaâs Louis Armstrong CDs. Something about being back home again in a place called Indiana. Mummy says not to give homeless people money, but the rainbow jumper man is really good and if playingâs like his job, he should get paid, shouldnât he?
Willa takes her Fantastic Mr Fox purse out of her schoolbag, fishes out a fifty-pence piece and drops it in the yellow cap at Rainbow Manâs feet. He nods and smiles at her with his eyes as he plays.
Everyone should have a family and a house to live in, thinks Willa, including beetles and homeless people.
âWilla!â Mr Mann booms from across the playground.
Several of the kids turn round and look at her.
Sheâs been told off for talking to strangers before, on school trips and stuff. Which she thinks is stupid. Strangers are interesting. Anyway, sheâs not talking to him, sheâs listening to his music.
Mr Mann strides across the playground and waves at her to come over.
âYour mother isnât answering her mobile,â he says.
His eyes go crinkly with worry. She wishes that Ella hadnât made her lie to him.
And Willa doesnât want Mummy to get in trouble. She thinks about telling Mr Mann about Ellaâs plan, about Mummy and No One Woman not knowing that theyâre meant to be collecting her and about her having to call Mummy on her mobile once sheâs waited a bit, but
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