It was only four o’clock in the afternoon but it was already dark. And these winding country roads were bad enough to navigate in the light. ‘I know you don’t want to be here, you’ve told me, but could we at least get there before we have the whole argument again?’ Isa, who was sixteen, sighed. ‘I just think if we couldn’t go to Granny’s it would have been better if we’d stayed at home for Christmas. Then at least we’d be able to see our friends.’ ‘I know, darling, but we’re here now. Is Lulu still asleep?’ Isa looked over her shoulder at her sister. ‘Yup. Shall I wake her?’ ‘Let’s get there first.’ Miranda glanced at Isa, feeling guilty for what could have been the wrong decision. ‘We’ll make it fun, really we will.’ Isa grunted. ‘Well, it wasn’t all that great at Dad’s last year.’ ‘You got lovely presents, though,’ said Miranda, secretly relieved that the gifts showered on her daughters by their father and his new wife didn’t make it a great Christmas.
What do You think about Staying Away At Christmas?
