I got up slowly fished the alarm clock out of the bin (the poor thing's getting used
to being hurled there each morning, and headed downstairs for my usual three
bowls of cereal. My brothers eyes never left their phones, as I joined them
at the table but that was normal. It was the look on Mum's face that gave me
a clue. She was knee-deep in frowns it wasn't the most welcoming sight.
Of course then my brain started to rewind, slowly but surely, to the
previous evening's adventures. "Just two or three friends, she'd warned before
heading out to her evening class "okay?" Two or three? Make that twelve!
But, after all, a birthday is a birthday especially a sixteenth!