The next day I'd had to make my way to my mum's house on my own. Mum had asked after Clara when I arrived for dinner and I didn't really know what to say to her. I hadn't heard from Clara since the night before when she had told me she wasn't coming home. Instead, I'd merely kissed my mum on the cheek.

"I'm not sure if she'll make it."

Maya had glanced at me as I talked to my mum. I continued regardless. "She isn't feeling too great."

"Oh dear."

Angela Contius had ...