Emma grimaced, thinking about what had actually happened before she left tonight. It hadn’t been work that had held her up, but Kirra in a fit because she couldn’t find her rugby stuff. Some of it was still at mum’s and Kirra didn’t want to go anywhere near the house to get it. That meant Emma had to or Kirra wouldn’t be able to play. Her mother was passed out on the sofa when she snuck into the house to get Kirra’s boots and mouthguard. The look of relief on Kirra’s face had ...