Playing With Fire

The title of my diary does not mean that I play with fire or I burn or that I am a fire-eater or whatever. It means I take risks. It means I risk and see what happens. My life is not easy. My family's not rich. And I don't know what to do other than to take risks, that is, playing with fire.

This is the diary of twelve-year old Pip W. and her life in a caravan with her parents, dog and twin sister Samantha. Until something major happens, which makes life much harder to understand...