“Any interviews?” Dad asked from behind the paper.

I shook my head, chewing fast and swallowing. “Not yet. I’m going to ring Will today and see if he can get me in over there.”

I heard Dawn on the stairs and I choked on my cereal as she came around the corner. She had on the same white bikini she had been wearing yesterday.

Mum looked up and raised an eyebrow. “A bit parky to be wearing that out, isn’t it?”

“It’s my holiday,” Dawn reminded her, sitting down next to me and curling her leg under her just like Mum. She reached into the middle of the table for a piece of toast and began spreading it with blackcurrant jam. I could see the way her arse and thighs spread on the chair, and I remembered how she had been spread out on the table. This very table.

Dawn sprang up and flounced over to the cupboard, taking out a box of Frosted Shreddies, and said over her shoulder with her mouth still full of toast: “I’m going to get a suntan even if it kills me.”

“It might just.” Dad lowered his paper and eyeed my sister’s attire. I was eyeing it too, as if I hadn’t gotten enough of it yesterday. “You aren’t really going out in that-even in the yard-I hope?”

Dawn rolled her eyes. “I thought I would just lie on the table and sun myself in here!” She looked directly at me, smiling as she filled her bowl full of cereal.

I felt my cheeks getting hot and I lifted my bowl, drinking my milk to hide my face.

“Mum, can I borrow your black jumper?” Dawn asked through a mouthful of Frosted Shreddies, coming to sit next to me again.

“Where are you going?” Mum handed me a piece of toast as I reached for it.

Dawn smiled. “Ken gave me a quick snog at the pub last weekend-I think he fancies me. Laurie and I are going back up there tonight.”

“Alone?” Dad asked. “You should take David with you. He’s eighteen now.”

Dawn and I looked at each other, aghast, and we both said, “No!” at the same time.