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Not too homesick?
Mimi and the twins are in the paddling pool. If it wasn’t for the way they look, it would be hard to tell who’s youngest. Mimi’s pretending she’s about to fall but looking like she actually might. Pearl’s jumping up and down and Noah looks like he’s standing on the edge of a raging sea that’s about to swallow him up. The water’s about six inches deep.
Me, Mum and Dad lean on the fence, watching. “Nice just the three of us, isn’t it?” Mum says. “Like
the old days.”
She kisses the top of my head.
And it is nice.
“So,” says Dad. “Not too homesick?”
“I’m fine,” I say.
“Call if you’ve got a problem, won’t you?” he says. “Actually,” I say, “the shower doesn’t heat properly.
Can you fix it? Mimi doesn’t mind but I do. She never gets cold.”
“OK,” says Dad. “Anything else?”
“Yes, I need a new phone,” I say. “Mine’s rubbish. It’s got no storage.”
“You can still call, though, can’t you?” Dad says. “And Mimi’s got a landline.”
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