‘Poor kid,’ I said. ‘I didn’t realise Tamagotchis were still going. I used to have one myself until I set fire to it.’

‘Wait,’ said Tenoch. There was another reason Mabli was crying – some woman had attempted to abduct Mabli after her dance class a few weeks ago – by that ‘woman who said she was Auntie Rhee’.

‘Some woman’s pretending to be me?’

‘And attempting to abduct your niece, yes.’

Mabli was still crying on the video.

‘Everything’s getting on top of me,’ she said as her Stranger Things-inspired fairy lights twinkled on the wall behind her. ‘My pets keep dying. And my friends are ignoring me. I feel like there’s a lot of pressure at the moment. And I worry about my mom. Like, that video that’s going round of her and the supermarket and stuff. Even my friends are sharing that video and they think it’s funny. I’m like, dude, that’s my mom…’

‘What video is she talking about?’ I said, to no one in particular.

Tenoch tapped ‘Supermarket’ into YouTube and it came up as a suggestion before he’d finished writing her name. The footage had been watched over four million times – two women had followed Seren to her local supermarket and one had filmed as the other had straight up accosted her.

‘Why d’you do that to your sister, yo? Why d’you do that? You a bitch, girl. That chick ain’t done nothing wrong. She’s a fucking hero compared to you.’

Seren tried to front it out, wheeling her cart along the aisle, staring straight ahead. She looked washed out. Grey hairs at her dark temples. They were pulling at her coat, trying to get her to turn round to face the camera.

‘My daughter was taken from a burger bar when she was five by one of those assholes and he molested her, yo. He didn’t even get fuckin’ jail time!’

‘Get off me!’

‘You think I don’t want Rhianna to finish him off? You think if I had the courage I wouldn’t do that myself? She’s saving kids’ lives, you stupid bitch. What kinda sister are you for ratting on Rhianna to the cops?’

‘Some fan. Can’t even get my fucking name right,’ I seethed.

At this point, Seren dumped her shopping cart, grabbed her bag and marched out of the store. But the women followed her into the sunlit car park.

‘Yo come back here. Why d’you do that to her? She wan’t doing nothin’ to you. Rhianna’s ten times the woman you are, bitch!’

The camera got juddery as the women ran after Seren and all I could hear was her screaming, ‘Let go! Let go of me! You’re hurting me!’