‘There,’ whispered Iris, pointing to a coffee table surrounded by windows and fat leather armchairs. The table was full of different newspapers, all folded and neatly set out. Their mum led the way. Iris tried to follow with a particularly grown-up walk, not making any sound with her feet. Kick, of course, clumped over noisily as though he spent his whole life wandering around hotels. Iris sat next to her mum, sinking deeply into the soft, warm leather of the sofa. She never knew just sitting could be so nice. ‘All right,’ said her mum, rustling through the paper to the back pages. ‘Here are the movie ads. Let’s see …’ Iris and Kick grinned at each other. They hardly ever went to the movies at home. Usually they waited until the movies came out on DVD, and then they watched them on the weekend. Seeing a movie at the cinema was a real treat. Their mum looked at her watch. ‘If we leave right now, we can walk into town and be at the cinema in twenty minutes. And the next movie sessions start in half an hour.
