Sonia: Good morning, everyone.
She slides into her usual seat at the breakfast table. Angus beams as he shovels his cereal into his face, freckles gleaming like tiny stars.
Angus: Where’s Daddy? Did he stay at the hotel?
Sonia: Yes. But I had to come home because I missed you all too much!
She would love to turn around and see the looks that Apollo and Constance are giving each other right now. She can almost smell Apollo’s desperation to know why she came home without Roy. He bangs a plate of waffles down on the table and stands beside her chair, every fibre of his being bristling in an agony of unsated curiosity.
Apollo: Did you have a nice night? Did you see a show? How was dinner?
Sonia: We went to see a jazz band at The Basement. It was very enjoyable. Dinner was lovely. Roy had the duck. I had the Vichyssoise.
She speaks evenly. Her hand holding her spoon barely trembles.
Apollo: Did you go anywhere else? What time did you get back to the hotel?
Constance: Let Mrs Goddard have her breakfast in peace, Apollo!
Apollo: I was only asking. Unwad your panties, Miss Crabby Pants.
Sonia: It’s okay, I’m going to have to dash off now anyway, I have an appointment to get to and I didn’t realise how late it was…
Angus: Awww. Does that mean you can’t give me a lift to school?
His shoulders slump and the light drains from his face. Sonia hesitates for a fraction of a second.
Sonia: I’m so sorry, Angus. But I’m going in the opposite direction.