like her sister.
* * *
When we got home, I wanted to start getting the dinner ready. Alice wouldnât let me though.
âJamieâs staying with Mum tonight,â she said. âAnd I promised Dad Iâd walk him over to her place.â
Hmmm. How convenient , I thought.
We collected Jamie from his dadâs house and took him around the corner to Veronicaâs apartment. She asked us in, and I had no choice but to follow Alice inside.
Alice didnât waste any time. Before Iâd even sat down, she said,
âGuess what, Mum? Dad has a date tonight.â
In films, when that kind of thing happens, the mum puts her head in her hands and sobs dramatically, saying stuff like â â How could he do this to me?â and âBut doesnât he understand? I love him â Iâll always love him. â
It looked like Veronica doesnât watch the right films though. She actually laughed.
âYour dad? A date? I donât think so, Alice.â
Alice got cross.
âWhy wouldnât he have a date? Heâs a very good-looking man. My teacher even said so.â
I made a face at her. Our teacher had said a lot of stuff about Peter, but Iâd never heard her say that he was good-looking.
Veronica didnât seem to wonder why Miss OâHerlihy would be saying anything at all about Peter.
âWell, maybe your dad is good-looking â in his own way,â she said. âBut a date? Heâs not really the type, is he?â
Alice stamped her foot.
âWell, maybe you donât know him very well. He has a date. Itâs with Meganâs aunt. Theyâre having a romantic dinner tonight. Heâs really looking forward to it. In fact, he talked about nothing else all morning.â
Veronica smiled.
âWell, good luck to him,â she said. âI hope he has a very nice time. Now, would any of you like something to drink?â
Alice answered for me.
âNo. Weâre fine. We have to go and⦠well, we just have to go. See you tomorrow.â
When we were outside, I wasnât sure what I felt. It didnât sound like Veronica was very jealous, and if she wasnât jealous, the whole plan was a waste of time before it even started.
Maybe I could stop this before it went any further. I tried to sound casual.
âYour mum didnât seem very jealous, did she?â
Alice shrugged.
âWell, she wouldnât would she? She canât let on. She has to act cool in front of us. Inside I bet sheâs really upset. Sheâll think about Dadâs hot date all night, and tomorrow, when she hears what a success it was, sheâll go crazy â I know it. Sheâllââ
I interrupted her.
âBut what if tonightâs date isnât a success, what then?â
Alice marched on ahead.
âWe donât have to worry about that. Tonight will be a success. Iâve decided. Now letâs get going. Weâve got a lot to do.â
Chapter sixteen
N ext Alice insisted that we go back to her dadâs house. I was starting to feel dizzy from being in so many places.
âCanât we just go to my house?â I suggested.
âWe will,â said Alice. âIn a minute. I need to get some stuff first.â
âWhat stuff?â I asked.
But by now Alice was halfway up the stairs to her bedroom.
âJust stuff,â she said. âYouâll see.â
When we got to her room, Alice took out her hair-straightener, and a big bag of clips and hair slides. Then she opened all her drawers and pulled out every piece of make-up sheâd ever owned, and spread it all out on her bed.
She gave a big sigh.
âI havenât got all that much. Donât suppose you have anything stashed away?â
I shook my head.
âNo chance. You know what Mumâs like. She â doesnât approve of make-up for twelve-year-olds .ââ
Alice giggled, â Or for â what is