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dressing gown with HUGE shoulder pads and her hair was wrapped up in a glittery towel.

‘Darkling!’ she oozed, scooping Amelia up in her arms. ‘I can’t believe you’re going away for the whole half-moon holiday!’ She kissed Amelia three times on each cheek, leaving behind shiny black lipstick marks. ‘Now, did you remember your fang polish? How about

your pale skin scrub? Oh, and some spare

pairs of knickers just in case any get

eaten by vultures or something . . .’

‘Mum!’ Amelia blushed. ‘None

of my things will get eaten by

vultures. Plus, we’re going

to the Kingdom of the