‘I think she only invited us to the evening do to show off and also to inform us that he was almost as rich as Richard Branson.’
‘Yeah, you’re right. I refuse to attend an evening do ever again after that one. I’m nobody’s afterthought. There should be an addition to evening invitations stating:You weren’t good enough to come to the main event. I just needed to up the numbers to make us look even more popular and interesting.’
‘What are you like?’ Kara stopped walking and looked at her Fitbit. ‘Anyway, let’s see, eh? I don’t want to upstage Dad and Pearl.’
‘Blimey, so much news.’
‘He hasn’t asked her yet, so that’s between us for now.’
‘I’d so love another baby one day,’ Star said wistfully.
‘Play your cards right with Mr Ireland and maybe you will.’
‘I don’t think he’s the settling down kind. He’s already said he couldn’t promise me anything.’
‘Oh. Right.’ Kara was suddenly serious. ‘Joking aside, be careful, won’t you, Star? With Conor, I mean.’
‘I’m not stupid, mate.’
‘I didn’t say you were. But he’s a Brady. He will be clever.’
‘Clever at what?’ Star asked. ‘The only thing I’ve got worth stealing is my heart, if that’s what you mean.’
Kara grabbed her friend’s arm. ‘I don’t know what I meant. Come on. We’d better get back to the market so that daughter of yours can have a lunch break.’
