‘Mum, did you see what Freddie gave me for my birthday?’ Zac shouted, ‘It’s only a Liverpool training shirt. Liverpool’s my favourite team,’ he informed his friend Freddie, as if Freddie had pulled off a mega mind-reading trick.
‘When Zac comes to our house,’ Jack piped up, ‘we watch football in our room so we don’t get on Mum’s nerves with all our shouting. We get on Mum’s nerves quite a lot, but she doesn’t mind really.’
‘I do, I do,’ Emma assured him, knocking back another mouthful of tepid lemonade.
‘It’s only you who gets on her nerves,’ Harry told his brother, and reached for more cake before the last bit went.
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