GETTING UP TOO EARLY“Let’s check your mum and dad,” Katrina
suggested as she and Daisy crept up the stairs as quietly as possible. Her
gran, she said, had ears on elastic even though she was in her sixties.
The door to the Walkers’ senior
room was closed. Katrina opened it as
slowly and quietly as she could, and they peered in. Two tousled heads lay on
the pillows, one face up and the other turned to the side. Her dad was snoring,
and her
mum gave out tiny snuffles from time to time. They were okay, thankfully.
In her room, Matthew lay on his
side, letting out the same noises her mum had made.
It seemed as if Daisy and Katrina
had pulled off the perfect plan.
Daisy woke up the next day, glowing.
Brushing her teeth in the
bathroom, she thought her face had changed. It looked
