Chapter Two

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'THUD' My head smacked against the floor as George shoved me off the sofa, I scrambled up and pounced on his back with a snarl. He roared and tripped forwards up the stairs, I leaped off and dragged his shoulder backwards. He stumbled back, collapsing on me, his weight smashed me back into the cupboard and a large photograph in a silver frame toppled off the top.

'CRACK' A look of panic crossed over George's face, I clamped a hand over my mouth to stop myself giggling. George always gets so scared when anyone breaks something of mums but she is used to it by now after all she has had to put up with seven kids!

"You don't need to look so scared, you know mums used to it and anyway there is another pane of glass in the shed!" I said trying to stiffle my giggle.

"OK I guess your right. I will go and get the glass after I go and unlock Finn, can you give me the key?" George mumbled, a lot calmer. I reluctantly handed over the key and George grumped up the stairs.

I picked up the silver frame and ran my thumb over the glass, there was a jaggered crack straight across the middle. I turned the picture frame over and started to take out the picture, I smoothed it out across my legs. I stared at the picture and so many memories came flooding back; The sun was pouring down on my back and the waves were rolling in, high cliffs surrounded the beach and my feet were burning on the hot sand.
"Oli would you put Finn down NOW. George for gods sake stop pushing your sister" Mum said having a mini tantrum on the beach. Finally she managed to line us all up in age order: Finn, Toby, Alfie, me and Oli (the twins), Guy and finally the oldest George. Dad leaned on the end of the line and tried to squeeze in the shot.

George wandered into the room carrying the glass, he slumped down the cupboard and sat next to me.

"That holiday in Spain was the best one we had" George said, I could tell he was tired as mum and dad had gone out for the day to do some shopping for Guys 18th birthday next Wednesday.

"It was the last holiday we went on" I said with a giggle.

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