We drove back toward Darwin Road. As we came close to the traffic lights, they morphed into orange, then red, and Frankie pulled up, clicking his tongue with impatience. As soon as the car came to a complete halt, a large crow landed on the tiny bonnet.
‘What the … what?’ said Frankie. ‘Get off, you mangy creature! Get off my car!’ He flapped his hands at the windscreen, but the big bird took no notice. It just mantled its wings extra wide and let out an ear-splitting screech.
‘It’s another crow,’ I told him over the noise. ‘About the hundredth I’ve seen today. A whole flock of them was at the bus stop, and then there was another lot of them in Toby’s almond tree. Didn’t you see them before?’
Frankie looked at me sideways. ‘Crows? Really?’ The light changed to green, and the crow leapt
