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.That is why I was crying.’‘Did she just pop into your head?’ Jack asked.‘Yes,’ said Chelsea.That much at least was true.‘That happens to me sometimes too.Mummy says if something bad pops into my head, I should think about SpongeBob until the bad thing goes away.’‘If only I knew who SpongeBob was,’ said Chelsea.‘I’ll tell you,’ said Jack.‘He’s a cartoon and—’‘It’s OK.You don’t have to tell me,’ Chelsea assured him.‘I’ll think about … um … Garfield instead.’Jack touched Chelsea’s cheek with careful little fingers.‘Your eyes have been leaking,’ he said.Chelsea wiped her cheek dry with the back of her hand.‘Better now.’‘When I grow up, I’ll get you another dog,’ said Jack.‘You’re a very thoughtful boy,’ said Chelsea, ‘but now you should go to sleep.’‘And I’ll always look after you,’ Jack assured her.Chapter Thirty-FourRonnieWednesdayMark was especially contrite the following morning, not least because he had the kind of hangover he deserved.It was so bad he couldn’t even face a cooked breakfast, and Mark had never knowingly turned down a cooked breakfast.Especially a cooked breakfast that was part of an all-inclusive package.Still, as bad as he claimed he was feeling, Mark dragged himself from bed at nine, by which time Ronnie had been up and about for two hours.Her activity made him feel very guilty indeed.While Mark was busy trying to regain some kind of balance, Ronnie composed and deleted at least twelve texts to Cathy Next Door, in an attempt to get to the truth.‘What are you doing, Mum?’ Sophie asked her.‘I’ve never seen you and Dad so, like, stuck to your phones before.’Evidently Sophie had noticed Mark was doing a lot of texting too.‘I’m just making some notes for things I’ve got to do when we get back home,’ Ronnie lied.‘Why don’t you use a pen and paper?’‘Because I couldn’t find a pen and paper,’ Ronnie snapped.‘All right, keep your hair on.God, I was only making conversation.’‘I’m sorry, sweetheart.I’m sorry.’ Ronnie was horrified that she had ruined a chance to actually have a conversation with Sophie.‘It’s just that I’ve got a lot on my mind.’Ping!Mark made another comical dive for his phone.This was ridiculous.Ronnie had to know who was keeping him on his toes.Could it really be Cathy? She had to get hold of his phone.When Mark sank back down on his sunlounger, though, he had his phone tucked in his shirt pocket.Mark, who once upon a time was absolutely convinced that putting a mobile phone in the front pocket of your jeans could lower your sperm count, was wearing his phone next to his heart.Chapter Thirty-FiveChelseaThere was much excitement at the Kidz Klub that morning.As the parents dropped their children off, they were asked to sign slips saying that the Kidz Klub coordinators had permission to take their children across the quiet road from the hotel complex to the scrubby strip of grey sand that passed for a private beach.The children were going to have a picnic by the sea, because today – cue the fanfare – was the day of the Kidz Klub sandcastle competition.‘Amazing!’ breathed Jack.‘Yep,’ said Chelsea.‘You could say that.’ She wished she had Jack’s enthusiasm for the little things in life.‘We’re going in for it, aren’t we?’ he asked.‘We most certainly are,’ said Chelsea.Building sandcastles didn’t sound too difficult, and an organised activity would at least remove the opportunities for free association and fighting that clearly came from the children being allowed to run wild in the playground.Chelsea and Jack went back to their room to gather Jack’s sandcastle equipment.Jack had brought a bucket all the way from Birmingham Airport.It had come in a kit along with two different-sized spades and a rake.The rake was already broken when Jack got it out of its packet, but that was not to put him off.‘I can use my sonic screwdriver to make it brilliant,’ he told Chelsea.Chelsea nodded.She knew better than to question the plastic screwdriver’s powers by now.She’d even let Jack hold it to the bruise that had developed on her forehead [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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.That is why I was crying.’‘Did she just pop into your head?’ Jack asked.‘Yes,’ said Chelsea.That much at least was true.‘That happens to me sometimes too.Mummy says if something bad pops into my head, I should think about SpongeBob until the bad thing goes away.’‘If only I knew who SpongeBob was,’ said Chelsea.‘I’ll tell you,’ said Jack.‘He’s a cartoon and—’‘It’s OK.You don’t have to tell me,’ Chelsea assured him.‘I’ll think about … um … Garfield instead.’Jack touched Chelsea’s cheek with careful little fingers.‘Your eyes have been leaking,’ he said.Chelsea wiped her cheek dry with the back of her hand.‘Better now.’‘When I grow up, I’ll get you another dog,’ said Jack.‘You’re a very thoughtful boy,’ said Chelsea, ‘but now you should go to sleep.’‘And I’ll always look after you,’ Jack assured her.Chapter Thirty-FourRonnieWednesdayMark was especially contrite the following morning, not least because he had the kind of hangover he deserved.It was so bad he couldn’t even face a cooked breakfast, and Mark had never knowingly turned down a cooked breakfast.Especially a cooked breakfast that was part of an all-inclusive package.Still, as bad as he claimed he was feeling, Mark dragged himself from bed at nine, by which time Ronnie had been up and about for two hours.Her activity made him feel very guilty indeed.While Mark was busy trying to regain some kind of balance, Ronnie composed and deleted at least twelve texts to Cathy Next Door, in an attempt to get to the truth.‘What are you doing, Mum?’ Sophie asked her.‘I’ve never seen you and Dad so, like, stuck to your phones before.’Evidently Sophie had noticed Mark was doing a lot of texting too.‘I’m just making some notes for things I’ve got to do when we get back home,’ Ronnie lied.‘Why don’t you use a pen and paper?’‘Because I couldn’t find a pen and paper,’ Ronnie snapped.‘All right, keep your hair on.God, I was only making conversation.’‘I’m sorry, sweetheart.I’m sorry.’ Ronnie was horrified that she had ruined a chance to actually have a conversation with Sophie.‘It’s just that I’ve got a lot on my mind.’Ping!Mark made another comical dive for his phone.This was ridiculous.Ronnie had to know who was keeping him on his toes.Could it really be Cathy? She had to get hold of his phone.When Mark sank back down on his sunlounger, though, he had his phone tucked in his shirt pocket.Mark, who once upon a time was absolutely convinced that putting a mobile phone in the front pocket of your jeans could lower your sperm count, was wearing his phone next to his heart.Chapter Thirty-FiveChelseaThere was much excitement at the Kidz Klub that morning.As the parents dropped their children off, they were asked to sign slips saying that the Kidz Klub coordinators had permission to take their children across the quiet road from the hotel complex to the scrubby strip of grey sand that passed for a private beach.The children were going to have a picnic by the sea, because today – cue the fanfare – was the day of the Kidz Klub sandcastle competition.‘Amazing!’ breathed Jack.‘Yep,’ said Chelsea.‘You could say that.’ She wished she had Jack’s enthusiasm for the little things in life.‘We’re going in for it, aren’t we?’ he asked.‘We most certainly are,’ said Chelsea.Building sandcastles didn’t sound too difficult, and an organised activity would at least remove the opportunities for free association and fighting that clearly came from the children being allowed to run wild in the playground.Chelsea and Jack went back to their room to gather Jack’s sandcastle equipment.Jack had brought a bucket all the way from Birmingham Airport.It had come in a kit along with two different-sized spades and a rake.The rake was already broken when Jack got it out of its packet, but that was not to put him off.‘I can use my sonic screwdriver to make it brilliant,’ he told Chelsea.Chelsea nodded.She knew better than to question the plastic screwdriver’s powers by now.She’d even let Jack hold it to the bruise that had developed on her forehead [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]