Ellie and me. But she’s got no rabbit and I can hear her crying under the covers. She’s sleeping over again because Mum’s on early morning duty at the care home.Ellie wouldn’t tell her dad about Mrs Gayton stealing the rabbit, so I got Mum to promise not to either, although she said she’d like to throttle Mrs Gayton and would have a word with Mrs Mason.This is my chance to tell Ellie about the lady mayoress and her suited driver, but I don’t think she’s in the mood to listen. It’s funny, but I want to talk to her now, I want her to know everything I know, because although she dresses like a My Little Pony, and knows everything, and puts smiley faces over her “i”s, I like her being around. It’s almost as if she’s family. I trust her. She’s lied for me and I know she won’t split.“Ellie?”“Yes.”“Do you want me to break into the school and get your rabbit back?”“No.”“I could, you know. It’d be easy.”“No. You’ll get into worse trouble.
