Jessica swore she wouldn’t go back. Not after last time. But when Capri in the City returns to The Berkeley, so do the memories. Of limoncello, laughter and a night that didn’t quite go to plan.

Everyone moved toward the fire but not everyone was warmed by it.

‘Suck-in.’ 'I. Am. Sucking. In'. Lemara seethes back at Julia. 'Em, have you put on weight because these clasps ain't budging?' The commotion brings Joshua, in all but his tux and cufflinks, to the ensuite door. The said cufflinks he’s fixing, he stops, to look at his sister and his girlfriend. ‘Everything ok in here?’ Lemara grits teeth. Doing anything else, breathing, blinking, would cause clasps to detonate. Like shrapnel. So she nods. Joshua satisfied, nods back. Retreats