‘I’m sure I heard it,’ I said. ‘It’s Axle, howling.‘ ’Axle’s gone, Tori.’ My uncle shoved his secateurs in the back pocket of his baggy trousers. ‘I know it’s hard,’ he said. ‘Especi...

Then Kip gets angry too. ‘You just don’t know what it’s like. ‘ ’What?‘ Our eyes blaze at each other. He looks away. ‘I have to watch my back, that’s all,’ he says, more gently. Henny can’t work Ki...

‘I can’t fit in there,’ I said, straightening up to my full 154 centimetres. There was an almighty crash some­where above us. A shower of dust and grit fell through the air vent in the ceil­ing and suddenly all four of us were...