Kit part 3.

Kit heard a scrape in the lock.

"Steve?"

"Kit is that you?"

"Julie?" Kit didn't wonder how she'd gotten hold of a key.

"Hi Kit. Is Stephen in?"

"No, he's gone to a party."

"Oh," she said. She looked upset.

"Do you want a cup of tea?" Kit knew that when his mum got upset, she liked to have a cup of tea. Julie nodded through her blonde fringe. Kit led her to the kitchen and put the kettle on.

"Did Stephen say where the party was, Kit?"

"No. He doesn't tell me anything so that I can't tell mum or Mrs Gough and get him in trouble."

"Did he talk about any girls?"

"No."

"Did he mention any girls called Kelly?"

"No."

"Kelly Graham?"

"No, he didn't say anything."

"Because she's a slut!" Kit knew what that word meant. Julie's eyes popped wide and she didn't blink for a full minute. Kit began to get scared.

"Do you want a biscuit?" he stuttered. Sometimes his mum and Mrs Gough would have a biscuit with their tea. Kit wasn't allowed to listen to what they said though, it was girl talk.