Yvette had sat up the entire night of 24 th December, expecting her best friend, Marion to show up and take them to the street carnival in town. She was still sitting up on 25 th December, still hopeful, waiting for him to call her and apologize for standing – or, in her case sitting – her up the whole night and part of the next day. It was 2pm but there was no sign of Marion: no call missed; no text message; and he was last seen on WhatsApp at 2:35pm on 24 th . Yvette did not want to worry too much about it, believing that Marion was playing a prank on her. She therefore went into her bedroom and took off her dazzling dress which she had intended to sweep Marion off his feet for the first time. Yvette and Marion had been friends for six years this year, and they had planned to celebrate their friendship anniversary in a grand style at the street carnival, where they had literally run into each other six years ago. Yvette had been fifteen years then, and had just entered S