And it’ll be sunny all the time! And we can drink smoothies on Rodeo Drive! And maybe we’ll go to the Oscars … maybe we’ll meet Johnny Depp … maybe I can be an extra in a film …
‘Becky?’ Luke’s voice finally impinges on my consciousness. ‘What do you think?’
I feel as if my smile is going to break my face in two.
‘When do we go?’