was right â sheâd done her best to make a fuss of Lara on her birthday, promising that there would be lots of presents later. But she sounded exhausted, though sheâd promised Amy she was absolutely fine. She definitely wasnât up to mermaid-birthday-cake making.
Kate put an arm round Lara rather uncertainly, especially when Lara stayed stone still with her arms folded. âWeâll buy a birthday cake in the supermarket when we get all the other things,â she said reassuringly. âI know it wonât be as special as one your mum made, but itâll still be nice.â
âCanât you make one?â Amy asked.
Kate shook her head slowly. âI wouldnât know how, Amy. Iâve never made a birthday cake for anybody.â
Lara was still looking grumpy, but she nodded. âMumâs really good at cakes. Donât forget sausages,â she muttered, eyeing Kateâs list.
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Amy shoved her hands in her pockets and wondered if she could pretend she didnât belong with Kate and Lara. No one would believe her, though. She and Lara looked too alike, even when Lara was scarlet from crying.
Kate was kneeling on the floor of the cake aisle next to Lara. âLara, look. I know youâre not happy. But they donât do mermaids. And the man on the bakery counter said they couldnât make one before this afternoon. Iâm really, really sorry.â
âShe promised!â Lara wailed.
âYou have to choose one of these,â Kate explained. âPrincesses?â
âThe pony oneâs niceâ¦â Amy suggested.
âCaterpillar,â Lara sniffed. She wasnât that into ponies.
âReally?â Kate blinked, but she didnât argue. âFine. Letâs go and pay for all this lot.â
Kate drove them back home, and then vanished out into the garden â that was where most of the party was going to be, according to Mumâs plan. The weather was on their side. Amy was wearing shorts and a vest top, and she was still too hot. In fact, it was almost the nicest weather theyâd had all summer, now.
Mum had arranged for a man to come with a bouncy castle for the party, and Kate was watching him set it up while she put out a table for tea and hung up balloons. She looked hot, and a bit panicked.
Amy leaned on their bedroom window sill, watching the castle grow â it was funny, the way it kept wobbling. Choc wasnât sure about it at all. He was standing next to Amy on the chair from her desk, his paws on the window sill, growling a low, edgy growl. Something was growing in his garden. Amy was stroking him soothingly, but he wouldnât be comforted, especially as the castle just kept on getting bigger.
She was surprised that Lara wasnât out there, bouncing up and down next to the man and asking when she could get on. Mum had arranged for him to bring it early, so that Lara could have a good go on it before her friends came.
Actually, where was Lara? She hadnât seen her since they got back from the shops.
âWhere did she go, Choc?â Amy muttered to him. âWhereâs Lara?â
Choc cast one more suspicious look out of the window, but he obviously thought that heâd frightened the castle enough now, and it was safe to leave it in the garden. He jumped down from the chair and set off downstairs, with Amy padding barefoot after him. She followed him into the kitchen, in time to see his feathery tail disappearing under the kitchen table. Amy sighed and peered in.
Lara stared back, blinking owlishly as the sunlight poured into the dim space under the tablecloth.
âWhy are you back under there again?â Amy asked, a little impatiently.
Lara sniffed and rubbed the back of her hand over her nose. Sheâd been crying. She still was crying. Amy felt guilty.
âWhatâs the matter?â
âI wanted a mermaid cakeâ¦â Lara said pathetically.
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