"Sunday, which I know is a bit sudden," Simon replied, a bit apologetic. He got out his wallet. "It would be from two o'clock to four. I can put down a full deposit now, once I've seen the menu. I..."

He chanced a look at the boy and saw him clearly for the first time. He stared at the horrible scar marking the side of his face and his voice trailed off. Then he shook himself and kept on talking.

"It's going to be a smallish gathering. Just my mum and dad, Gran, and a couple of aunts. Still, we'd appreciate discretion."