It was lucky he had Soph to help him with that, because Rowena Hilditch, who was supposed to be advising his mother on colour schemes, kept distracting him. Or rather, she stuck her nose in wherever she could. Oz lost count of the times he bumped into her on the stairs or around the door to the old orphanage, peering in at the cavernous atrium longingly. “It’s sooo spooky,” she’d say, smiling and giving him a dramatic shiver. “Yeah,” Oz would answer with a forced smile, while his brain screamed, “mental.” So far, he’d always managed to find good excuses for not engaging her in conversation. In fact, it was the first time ever that he was actually grateful for having lots of homework to do. Even so, she was never far from his thoughts. On Saturday morning, Oz was still talking about his anxieties over her vague plans as he, Ellie, and Ruff rode on the free bus to Canal Street market. “She’s obviously round the twist, mate,” Ruff said when he’d finished. “Maybe,”
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