"I don't know," Danny admitted, raising his head to look at his brother. "I mean, he ran out when my mum walked in on him, and the cops looked for a while but they never found him so he could have skipped town, but London's big. Maybe he changed his name, I don't know. It might just be because of that. Maybe I should draw a picture of him for you all anyway, just in case?"

He had his bag with him and he dragged out his sketchpad and a pencil. He could draw while they ate. It would keep him distracted anyway.