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couldn’t concentrate and had given up.
    Eel was now flicking through a book about famous ballerinas, and Georgia and Aeysha had just given up on a game of cheat with Will, Kylie and a Year Ten boy called Connor O’Toole, and come over to join Olivia. Everyone was very subdued. They knew that they might all be back on the train to London before the day was out unless they could find somewhere to stay. Olivia’s phone bleeped with a message from Tom asking what the house was like.
    Olivia sighed as she texted back: House? What house? Turned out to be a figment of someone’s imagination. That’s the trouble with having a dad who believes everything he sees on the Internet. Disaster. Will explain all later .
    â€œWhat else did that woman say, Livy?”asked Aeysha, who had been trying to quiz Olivia about the garages since they had arrived back at the big top.
    â€œOh, it was so sad,” said Olivia. “When the house burned down there was a family living there, and the mum and dad were killed. There was a little girl who survived. But the woman didn’t know what happened to her. She thought she was sent to stay with an aunt or something.”
    â€œHow awful,” said Georgia.
    Olivia shook her head. “I know. She’d be pretty grown up by now, of course. At least as old as Dad.” She paused, and added: “But I did see something interesting…”
    â€œWhat?” asked Aeysha.
    Olivia told them about looking through the garage window, and how she was certain that the girl in the yellow dress, her sister and the collie dog were living there.
    â€œWhy would they be living in a garage?” asked Georgia. “It must be really uncomfortable. Even though it’s summer and warm and dry.”
    â€œI don’t know,” said Olivia.
    â€œMaybe we should tell Miss Swan or your dad?” said Aeysha.
    â€œI was going to tell Jack,” said Olivia,“but I thought he had enough to worry about. Anyway, if they want to live in a garage, it’s their business. I don’t care. We’ll probably never see them again. At least they’ve got a roof over their heads, which is more than we do.”
    As soon as they’d got back to the big top, Jack had gone online and started trying to find an alternative place to stay. Alicia had rung the Fringe office and got a list of letting agencies and hotels, and she and Pablo and Georgia’s mum, Lydia, had started to ring round. But it felt like every available house and flat in the city had already been let, and the bed-and-breakfasts and hotels were either full up or way too expensive. Jack was looking increasingly desperate.
    â€œWell,” said Alicia, flipping her phone shut. “That’s the last place on the list. They can’t help us, either. I know it’s tough, Jack, but we’re going to have to make some kind of decision. I’ve got a duty to the children’s parents to keep them safe and that includes making sure that they’ve got somewhere to stay. Unless you’ve got a better idea, I think we have no choice but to return to London. Perhaps we’ll be able to come back in a few days’ time if you’ve managed to find some suitable accommodation.”
    Jack shook his head. He knew that if the Swans went back to London, they would never return and his dream of a Swan Circus would crumble to dust. He wasn’t sure that his relationship with Alicia would survive such a disaster, either.
    â€œLet’s go outside and discuss it,” he said.
    Olivia hadn’t meant to eavesdrop. She had simply gone to one of the portaloos that had been set up a little way away from the tent, close to where the bus was parked. Alicia and Jack were leaning against the bus talking and they didn’t see Olivia enter the little green cubicle. But once she was inside she realised that she could hear them quite clearly and she couldn’t resist