The dinner was ready around four, and they certainly had spared no effort in making it a feast. There was a turkey – much too big for three people – and a ham – more modestly sized. There was a big bowl of roast potatoes and lots of carrots and Brussels sprouts. There was a boat of gravy and their own Christmas speciality, Yorkshire puddings.
They all sat down in their usual spots, Ciara and Kyle with their backs towards the sitting room and Cassie with her back towards the kitchen. It had always annoyed Kyle as a child – and Ciara too – because they had not been able to see the TV from where they sat, not that it was often on during a meal. Cassie had always sat next to their mother, who had wanted to sit on the kitchen side for practical reasons. Their dad had sat at the end of the tabl
