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something that sounded like ‘weak bladders’ and then said, ‘I’m not too keen to mop up after anyone else today, so yes, off you go.’
    The girls returned just minutes later. Angus and Joshua were sitting at the table grinning at one another like a pair of Cheshire cats.
    ‘What are you smiling at?’ Clementine asked as she sat down.
    ‘Nothing.’ Angus shook his head.
    ‘Yeah, nothing at all,’ Joshua added, which only made Clementine more suspicious.
    Clementine pushed her fork into the mashed potato and put it in her mouth.
    Poppy did the same.

    At exactly the same moment both girls spat their mouthfuls of food all over their plates.
    ‘Yuck!’ Clementine couldn’t get it out quickly enough. ‘That’s disgusting!’
    Poppy was gagging.
    Mrs Bottomley was patrolling the tables and saw their carry-on. ‘Girls, whatever’s the matter this time?’
    ‘There’s something wrong with it,’ said Clementine. She pointed at the potato. ‘It tastes awful.’
    ‘I’ll be the judge of that.’ Mrs Bottomley whisked the fork out of Angus’s hand and dug it into his mashed potato. She shovelled a generous portion of the creamy white vegetable into her mouth.
    ‘Mmm, delicious,’ she said. She looked at Clementine and Poppy. ‘There’s nothing wrong with this at all.’
    ‘I’m sure there’s nothing wrong with Angus’s food because he wouldn’t do anything to his own lunch,’ Clementine snapped.
    ‘Are you accusing Angus of tampering with your food?’ Mrs Bottomley stared at her. Even her eyebrows looked sharp.
    ‘He must have put something in it when Poppy and me went to the toilet,’ said Clementine. She could feel the hot sting of tears prickling her eyes for the second time that day. She also noticed some sprinklings of what looked like salt all over the floor.
    ‘That would be “Poppy and I”, Clementine.’ The teacher turned to her grandson. ‘Angus, did you put anything in the girls’ lunch?’
    ‘No, Na– . . . I mean, Mrs Bottomley. I didn’t and he didn’t either.’ Angus pointed at Joshua, who covered his mouth.
    ‘But he’s smiling,’ Poppy said.
    ‘Don’t tell me you’re going to get in on this act as well, Miss Bauer? My patience is just about worn through today,’ the teacher snarled.
    Poppy looked as if she might cry too.
    ‘I saw a lovely chocolate pudding for dessert but that’s only for the children who eat up everything on their plates,’ said Mrs Bottomley. ‘You’d better tuck in, hadn’t you?’
    She turned to walk away and Poppy pulled a face at her. It wasn’t fair.
    ‘What is it?’ Clementine demanded, glaring at Angus.
    He smiled sweetly. ‘What do you mean?’
    ‘What did you put on there?’ she asked again.
    ‘I told you, we didn’t put anything on it.’
    ‘You’re lying.’ Clementine wanted to go home. She’d had more than enough school for one day.
    Angus and his partner in crime finished their meals and took their plates back to the servery.
    ‘He’s horrible,’ Poppy said, pushing the salty potato about on her plate.
    ‘They’re both horrible,’ Clementine said.
    The two lads returned to the table with giant servings of chocolate pudding and ice-cream.
    ‘Mmm, yum, this is so sweet,’ Angus said with his mouth full. ‘Not salty at all.’ He smiled at Joshua, who grinned back.
    ‘Yeah, sweet,’ Joshua replied, giggling.
    Clementine glared at the two boys. She wanted some too.
    ‘Come on, Poppy, bring your plate.’ She picked hers up and walked towards the servery.
    ‘But Mrs Bottomley said that we could only have it if we ate all our dinner.’ Poppy looked sadly at the two plates that were still full of food.
    Clementine was watching as the children at the end of the line put their dinner scraps in the bin. Mrs Bottomley was supervising the drink station, where one of the girls had flicked on the tap to the cordial container and couldn’t work out how to turn it off. There was a flood of raspberry crush pooling