Madison made pancakes for breakfast on Sunday. The pancake-y smell woke Sally up, and she shuffled into the kitchen in last night’s clothes, last night’s eye make-up smeared across her face.

‘I love you,’ Sally said as Madison set a plate down in front of her.

Madison was watching her eat. ‘We’re not talking about last night,’ Sally said. She speared some pancake with her fork. ‘In fact, I think I have amnesia. Can’t remember a thing!’ Madison rolled her eyes.
‘In that case, you should come with me today. Josh is having a BBQ and it’s gonna be a total sausage-fest. If you catch my drift…’
‘No way,’ Sally shovelled more pancake into her mouth. ‘I’ve decided I’m going to become a nun. Or maybe a lesbian…but then I’d still have to date, right? Nun it is.’

Two hours later, they were both primping in the downstairs mirror – the one with the good light. Sally squinted and ran her fingers through her hair. ‘How did you talk me into this?’
‘I hypnotised you,’ Madison said with a smile. ‘C’mon let’s go!’