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  1. Cover
  2. By the same author
  3. SUZY SUZY
  4. Copyright
  5. Contents
  6. Glossary of Dialect Terms
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  89. About William Wall
  90. An Invitation from the Publisher

Well, Holly said, I’m not going to marry until I’m seventy-eight and his initials are TT.

He’ll be a twenty-one-year-old stud toyboy who’s marrying you for your money. What was your favourite food?

Spaghetti.

We thought that was hilarious too. We were still laughing when the bus stopped and a boy got on and Holly nudged me in the ribs and whispered, Jack.

He was tall and cool. He had sandy blond hair and blue eyes. He walked past us and for no reason I said, Hi, I’m Suzy. We’re friends of Serena.

I didn’t tell him that Serena was meeting a man who was into rape bondage and humiliation. If you could believe it. Which frankly I don’t. But somehow I felt that if I did tell him he would have understood.

He stopped and said Hi. Then he sat in the empty seat on the other side of the aisle.

So you’re Suzy, he said.

And I’m Holly, Holly said, leaning forward so he could see her better.

Hi, Holly.

How’s Serena? I said.

She’s all right. Like I didn’t see her for a week.

We watched the road for a bit. Holly didn’t say anything. I was thinking what happened to the three times a night job? The driver had the radio on and they were playing some old country stuff all about how Dolly Parton wanted Jolene not to take her man and shit. Holly couldn’t stop her leg from tapping though. I elbowed her. Like no way are any of my friends going to sing along to Dolly Parton. She told me her latest urban legend. A friend of the family had an overheating engine. This happens to friends of Holly’s family because they drive crap cars that are past their sell-by date. Their cat liked to sleep on the engine at night. But one day they noticed the cat was missing. After about a week they noticed there was always a smell of cooking when they were driving. We thought that was funny. And after a bit Jack leaned across the aisle and said, They play some desperate shite on this bus. Holly and me laughed but I was thinking like what bus does he usually get and do they play good stuff on his one? Eventually I thought of something else to say.

Serena texted me about you. She said I should meet you. She thinks you’re fab.

Holly giggled. I was a bit annoyed that she was giggling but I couldn’t do anything about it.

Cool, he said, Want to leave me your mobile?