Chapters (75)
- Cover
- Praise
- About the Author
- Title Page
- Intoroduction
- ONE
- TWO
- THREE
- FOUR
- FIVE
- SIX
- SEVEN
- EITHT
- NINE
- TEN
- ELEVEN
- TWELVE
- THIRTEEN
- FOURTEEN
- FIFTEEN
- SIXTEEN
- SEVENTEEN
- EIGHTEEN
- NINETEEN
- TWENTY
- TWENTY-ONE
- TWENTY-TWO
- TWENTY-THREE
- TWENTY-FOUR
- TWENTY-FIVE
- TWENTY-SIX
- TWENTY-SEVEN
- TWENTY-EIGHT
- TWENTY-NINE
- THIRTY
- THIRTY-ONE
- THIRTY-TWO
- THIRTY-THREE
- THIRTY-FOUR
- THIRTY-FIVE
- THIRTY-SIX
- THIRTY-SEVEN
- THIRTY-EIGHT
- THIRTY-NINE
- FORTY
- FORTY-ONE
- FORTY-TWO
- FORTY-THREE
- FORTY-FOUR
- FORTY-FIVE
- FORTY-SIX
- FORTY-SEVEN
- FORTY-EIGHT
- FORTY-NINE
- FIFTY
- FIFTY-ONE
- FIFTY-TWO
- FIFTY-THREE
- FIFTY-FOUR
- FIFTY-FIVE
- FIFTY-SIX
- FIFTY-SEVEN
- FIFTY-EIGHT
- FIFTY-NINE
- SIXTY
- SIXTY-ONE
- SIXTY-TWO
- SIXTY-THREE
- SIXTY-FOUR
- SIXTY-FIVE
- SIXTY-SIX
- SIXTY-SEVEN
- ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
- CLIMATE EMERGENCY
- Copyright
‘Isn’t that thoughtful? He’s right, Josh. Your dad would be proud of how well you’re doing at school. Mr Walters has really brought you on.’
I smile and see there’s a piece of paper tucked into the front. I pull it out. Something’s written in the same handwriting as the envelope. It’s not Mr Walters’ handwriting either. This looks like it’s been done with a pen tied to the end of a very long stick.
Sunday, 8:30, Function Room at The Crown.
And then it comes back, the last thing that Alan shouted after me last week.
See you on Sunday.
The feeling of fullness starts to drain away.
TWENTY-SEVEN
TWENTY SEVEN
The rain gets heavier that afternoon, and doesn’t lift on Sunday either, so there’s no way I can get to Dana’s garden to plant those bulbs. Instead, I watch a film with Mum – an awful, animated kids’ film – and spend some time reading before I do my homework. I find a little bit in the Biology textbook about mushrooms. Apparently, fungi (which is their proper name) are really useful in nature as they help dead matter to decompose. And some have something called a ‘symbiotic relationship’, which means that the plant or tree they grow on actually benefits from their being there. But they can be a nuisance when they are ‘saprobial’, which means they kill the thing they live on.
And then, after tea, which is always early on a Sunday, it’s eight o’clock.
I know the Crown; it’s a pub not far from here. About a ten-minute walk. Mum is upstairs in the bathroom. She always has a long bath on a Sunday evening, then goes straight to bed after shouting ‘good night’ down the stairs. So if I went out, she wouldn’t notice.
But why am I even thinking about going?
It’s something connected to Alan, and what Alan was saying about Ahmed on Thursday. It’s got a lot to do with that website. Which means it’s got a lot to do with Carl.
Despite this, I watch the clock slowly turn towards half past eight, and my legs start twitching. My fingers start to drum on my desk. Maybe if Carl’s there I’ll see Dana.
I’m not going to go, I decide.
But I have to say it out loud to myself. More than once.
I’m still talking when I realise that I’ve opened my laptop and clicked on the email link again to the website of videos.