from the kitchen, his voice gruff but warm She’s not a baby, Aoife. She can get herself up.

Don’t start, Joey. It’s her first day back after the break. calls up the stairs again AJ! You too! The bus won’t wait!

muffled, from upstairs I’m coming.

the sound of a pan clanging Eggs are done. Where’s the baby?

Zara’s with me. She’s having her bottle. Just get the plates out, will you?