Lola's on the sofa, watching Chloe's family and the TV crews grouped round the pond. It's been ten years since Chloe and her boyfriend died, and they've finally decided what the memorial will be. The Mayor has a spade decked out in pink and white ribbon, and he's started to dig. She can tell from their faces that something has gone wrong, that a celebration has turned into something else entirely. But she's the only person who can be sure it's a body. She's the only one who knows straightaway who it is. Everyone thought Chloe's death was a tragedy, and they were right, it was a tragedy, but it wasn't as simple as that. Lola and Chloe were best friends. Lola knew everything about her. At least she thought she did.