In the caravan, after consoling Lisa, the girls tried to settle down to a meal, but the unmistakable raised voices of their arguing neighbours Philipe the clown and his wife Ariella were impossible to ignore. The girls did not hide their curiosity; their ears pricked towards the argument as they eavesdropped, even though they did not understand what was being said.
"What do you think they’re arguing about?" Lisa glanced at each girl for some sort of confirmation.
"No idea," Wendy shrugged. "But it doesn’t sound good.”
Seconds later, they heard the caravan door slam shut.
Sarah peeped behind the curtain. "Philipe has walked out."
They began to eat again, only to hear more raised voices, this time coming from the opposite line of trailers.
"That’s Martina’s voice," Lisa confirmed. "It
