Could you wake Sonny for me, please?’ ‘Sonny?’ she asks, puzzled. ‘He’s not here.’ ‘He was upstairs napping. Has Dad taken him out?’ ‘No, Debbie came an hour ago while you were asleep. Said she was picking up Sonny for Finn.’ My posture stiffens and my muscles tense as I scowl at Finn. ‘I told you I don’t want her anywhere near him. Why did you send her here?’ His face pales. ‘I didn’t,’ he replies.
