“Bouncy castles ready love,” a burly man shouted over the noise of the disco music.
The twins dived on and began performing a competitive series of high kicks, forward rolls and belly splats.
“Nan, nan, come on, have a go.”
Yvonne's face erupted into a huge grin, then she was pulling Sophie across the lawn, flinging her shoes off in the process. The attendant hoisted them unceremoniously onto the inflatable. They were tumbling and falling and rolling and swaying in the most unladylike manner, but it was amazing fun and all four of them were giggling uncontrollably as they bumped and jostled each other for space. Above the din of the exuberant shouting, Sophie could just make out the sound of her name being called. She looked sideways towards the house, to see Juliette advancing on her,
