host.â
Clementine felt her eyes sting. It wasnât fair. She knew she could have done it perfectly if she hadnât been distracted by Saskia and all the mean things the girl had said at lunchtime.
âBad luck,â Saskia whispered as they made their way to sit down. She flicked her hair back and preened.
Clementine sniffled and went to sit next to Poppy.
The rest of the afternoon dragged on. Clementine was so flustered she also fluffed the lines of her poem, which made Mrs Bottomley very cross. Saskia giggled at her and made a face when no one was looking. Clementine usually loved school but she would rather have been anywhere else that afternoon.
When the school day finally came to an end, Will joined Clementine at the gate. âAre you okay?â he asked.
Clementine rubbed her shin and nodded. The spot where Joshua had kicked her had already swelled into a big bump.
âThereâs Dad,â Will said, pointing at the four-wheel drive pulling up to the kiss-and-drop area.
Lady Clarissa stepped out of the passenger seat. âHello there,â she called to the pair. âHop in.â
Clementine spotted Saskia walking past with a smirk on her face. She was with her mother, who was wearing even taller heels than the ones sheâd had on the evening before.
âHello Saskia, how was your first day?â Clarissa asked.
âIâm the host for Grandparentsâ Day,â the child boasted.
Clarissa smiled. âGoodness, thatâs exciting,â she said. She hoped Clementine wasnât too upset at the news.
Clementine clambered into the back of Drewâs car without saying goodbye. She shuffled over as Will hopped in beside her.
âWeâd better run,â Mrs Baker said. âSassyâs getting her hair coloured this afternoon. Sheâs as brown as a fieldmouse without it. Lucky I got an appointment, seeing that she has the main part on Friday!â The woman giggled and threw them all air kisses before whisking her daughter along the street.
Drew looked at Clarissa as she climbed back into the car. âDid Mrs Baker just say what I thought she said?â
âShe certainly did,â Clarissa replied.
Drew grimaced. âHow old does she think Saskia is? I want our kids to stay kids for as long as possible.â He smiled at Clarissa and reached across to squeeze her hand.
Clementine thought back to what Saskia had said and went pale. The girl might have been right after all.
âWeâve got a big surprise for you two,â Drew said, glancing at the children in the rear-vision mirror. âAre you all right, Clemmie?â he asked, noticing the expression on the girlâs face.
âIâve got a tummy-ache,â she lied, and leaned her head against the window.
âOh, thatâs no good,â the man said. âWe were going to go for a milkshake and a treat at Pierreâs.â
âItâs not Pierreâs anymore. Itâs Rogerâs,â Clementine huffed. âCan we just go home?â
Drew frowned at Clarissa, who turned around and patted her daughterâs leg. âDid something happen at school today?â she asked. âAre you sad about not being picked to host Grandparentsâ Day?â
âNo, I just want to go home,â the child said. âCan you help me with my homework, Mummy?â
âI can give you a hand,â Drew offered.
Clementine shook her head. âI want Mummy to do it.â
âOkay, sweetheart,â Clarissa said. âI guess our big surprise will have to wait.â She put away the envelope she had pulled out of her handbag.
âDonât you want to know what it is?â Drew asked.
Clementine shook her head again.
âWhat about you, Will?â Drew asked.
âI donât feel like any surprises at the moment,â Will mumbled.
And that was that. The children didnât say a word the entire way home, despite Drew and