“She just phoned up one day,” Lexie said when Meredith had the girl to herself. She’d had to wait for Lexie’s break and it had cost her a Coke, but that was fine by her if the minimal expense provided her with maximum details. “I reckoned I’d been doing a good job wif ever’thing, but all’s of a sudden, she phones me up and she says not to come to work tomorrow. I aksed her was it summick I done, like smoke a fag too close to the door like I might of done, you know, or what have you, but all she says is…like…, ‘No, it’s not you.’ So I reckon it’s my mum or dad with all their Bible stuff and I reckon they been preaching at her or leaving, you know, those tracks Mum writes? Like under her windscreen wipers? But she says, ‘It’s me. It’s not you. It’s not them. Things’s changed.’ I say what things but she won’t tell me. She says she’s sorry and not to aks her nuffink else.”

“Did the business go bad?” Meredith asked.

“Don’t think so. There was always people there, buying stuff. You aks me, it was weird she wanted to close up, and I knew that, innit. So I rang her ’bout a week after she talked to me. Maybe more. Dunno exactly. I ring her on her mobile to find out what’s what, but all’s I get is just her voice mail. I leave a message. At least twice, this was. But she never rang me back and when I tried another time, the phone was…There was nothing. Like she lost it or summick.”

“Did you phone her at home?”

Lexie shook her head. She picked at a healing cut on her arm. It was what she did-cutting herself-and Meredith knew this, for Lexie’s aunt owned the graphic design company where Meredith worked while she waited to break into what she really wanted to do, which was fabric design, and as Meredith greatly admired Lexie’s aunt and as Lexie’s aunt worried about the girl and talked about her and wondered wasn’t there something that could get her out of the house and away from her half-mad parents for a few hours each day…Meredith had suggested Lexie to Jemima as the Cupcake Queen’s first employee. The plan had been for her to help Jemima in setting up the shop first and then behind the counter second. Jemima couldn’t do everything herself and Lexie needed the job and Meredith wanted to score points with her employer. It had all seemed perfect.