Sleepover Girls on Horseback by Fiona Cummings

Author:Fiona Cummings [Cummings, Fiona]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780007400577
Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers
Published: 1998-10-15T00:00:00+00:00

The next morning was a bit grey and overcast. Not the perfect day for an outdoor sale.

“At least it’s not raining,” said Rosie, brightly.

We got dressed as quickly as we could and hurried downstairs. There was a lovely smell of toast wafting up from the kitchen.

“Breakfast’s ready, girls!” said Mr Thomas. “I’ve set up the tables outside for you. What a kind man I am!”

“Thanks, Dad,” said Frankie, giving him a big kiss.

We wolfed down our toast and hurried outside. The tables were just inside the garden gate. They were covered in pink material. “Wicked!” we all said.

We brought down our things from Frankie’s room and put the bags on one of the tables.

“Right, which table do you and Rosie want, Fliss?” Frankie asked her. If Fliss chose first, she couldn’t complain later. She chose the one nearest the gate.

“Right then, Lyndz and Kenny, you put your things here and I’ll have this small table,” Frankie commanded.

Kenny and I pulled out our posters and magazines. I took out the Blu-Tack I’d brought with me and stuck some of my posters round the front of the table. Kenny did the same with some of hers. Then we arranged the magazines on top. It actually looked very good.

“What should we charge?” I asked Kenny.

“£1 a poster, 50p a magazine,” she replied.

“Don’t be stupid, you want to sell them don’t you?” said Frankie, who had been listening. “10p and 5p sounds about right. Maybe 25p for a book.”

“What about my make-up and jewellery?” asked Fliss. “Some of it was quite expensive you know.”

“Yes, but you’ve used it,” said Rosie. “I’m just going to see what people are prepared to pay. Any money is better than nothing.”

“That’s a good idea,” said Frankie. “I might do that too.”

“Hey, Frankie, it’s ten o’clock!” yelled Kenny. “It’s time for the grand opening.”

Frankie walked solemnly to the gate. “On behalf of the Sleepover Club,” she announced, “I declare this sale well and truly open!”

We all cheered and Frankie very grandly swung open the garden gate. She wasn’t exactly knocked down by the rush to get in. In fact only my mum and Spike were there!

“Well, doesn’t this look lovely!” Mum said.

“Do you fancy a coffee, Patsy?” Frankie’s mum asked and whisked her off into the kitchen.

“Charming!” I said. “I thought she might at least have bought something first.”

Spike stayed outside with us, which would have been a disaster if it hadn’t been for Frankie’s toy elephant. He pulled it from her table and started sucking its ears. Then he started to dig up the garden with its trunk.

“How much do you want for it?” I asked Frankie.

“£I.50?”

I looked in my purse. “I’ll give you £1,” I said.

“OK. Done!”

£1 was a small price to pay to keep my brother amused.

We could hear people chattering on the footpath. “Quick, more customers!” whispered Frankie.

We all rushed behind our tables and waited eagerly. But it was only Fliss’s mum and her step-dad, Andy.

“There aren’t many people here are there, darling?” Fliss’s mum said to her.

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