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Colonel might know more about this than he’s letting on too.

    He was with me when I heard Lilac and the Mermaids singing their dire song in the cave. But he can’t see any wrong in that girl.”
    â€œThat’s all very well,” replied Lily’s mum,“but we don’t have much time. I think we should see whether they can re-enter the competition with a different song.”
    There was a mixture of reactions to all these ideas, but most people thought the only quick way round the problem was for the girls to get started on a new song right away.

    â€œIn the morning I’ll check that you’re still allowed to perform with a new song, girls,” promised Dad. “And you’ll have to get your heads together and come up with one as soon as possible. I know you can do it, you’re all so talented. And of course, if we can get the judges to see the truth before Saturday, then you can still sing
Chocolate Sundae Girls
.”
    Poppy had rarely seen her dad so bossy. He was
determined
to find a way through for his princess and her friends.

Chapter Eight
    THE NEXT DAY was Thursday and the week that had started so joyously was rapidly going downhill.
    After breakfast Dad and Grandpa went over to the Farringtons’ house to discuss things with Lilac and her dad. They rang the bell nervously. They were both desperate to sort things out and protect the girls from any more heartache.
    After a couple of minutes a rather embarrassed-looking Mr Farrington appeared.
    â€œHello,” said Dad. “We’re sorry to bother you so early, but we wondered whether we could have a chat with you and Lilac about what happened yesterday. I’m sure there’s a perfectly reasonable explanation, but we’d like to get to the bottom of it and to hear Lilac’s side of the story too.”

    Before Mr Farrington could say anything Lilac came to the door, smiling sweetly. “Hi, Mr Cotton and Mr Mellow, I thought you might come over,” she said.
    â€œWell, I suppose you’d better come in,” said Mr Farrington as he ushered Dad and Grandpa into the sitting room.
    â€œI wonder if we could see the song sheet you used for
Chocolate Sundae Girls
, please?” asked Grandpa.
    â€œOf course,” Lilac replied. “I’ll just go and get it.”
    She came back brandishing a song sheet for
Chocolate Sundae Girls
. It had all been written out in her own perfect handwriting.
    â€œThat is clearly Lilac’s,” said Mr Farrington. “She’s done nothing wrong, have you, darling?”
    â€œNo, Daddy,” Lilac assured him. “The Beach Babes must just have got really nervous when they saw how good our song was and thought it was better to tell lies rather than lose face by not doing such a good performance as me and the Mermaids.”
    â€œWell, there you go. Now you’ve got to the bottom of it,” said Mr Farrington. “Now, if you’ll excuse us, we’ve got things to do.”
    Dad and Grandpa said goodbye and walked forlornly back to The Pebbles. They felt they had made things worse, not better, and decided not to say anything about their conversation to the family.
    â€œFarrington knows the truth. He couldn’t meet our eyes,” said Grandpa.
    â€œYes, but Lilac’s not ready to face the truth. I think she’s lied so much, she has started to believe it really is her song now,” concluded Dad.
    Grandpa nodded. “All she cares about is winning. She doesn’t care how she does it. Our girls have got commitment – that must count for something. Lilac will come unstuck at some point. Even if she wins with our girls’ song, she’ll never be able to think of another!”
    Dad agreed. He knew that being on the side of truth was all that mattered, but the sense of injustice was stinging his heart nonetheless.
    Back at The Pebbles, Granny Bumble was clearing up the breakfast. She had lovingly