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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

Now silence. Now she’s pouting. Like I’m supposed to have Rejected Her Advances. At times like this I see why she has no friends. Like why did I invite her to sleep over? Idk. It must have been a moment of weakness. If I remembered the dinosaur I certainly wouldn’t have done it.

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So I tell her about my dad and his obsession and I know I’m making a mistake before I have said five sentences. But still I tell her. It’s three in the morning and it all pours out. I even tell her about the fanlight over the door. And I tell her I think hating this Tom Bowles guy gave my dad his heart attack. And after a while I feel this dinosaur paw holding my hand and that’s just it. We just lie there and talk properly. And it turns out that she admires my dad and she thinks I’m so lucky, and it must be lovely to have a dad who understands, and I should love him better, and other strange crap. Like, He’s so handsome. But I’m worried about him more or less permanently, so I just lie there in the dark and maybe cry sometimes idk it’s just he nearly died. So. And sometime around four o’clock we fall asleep and we wake still holding hands. Who knew dinosaurs had hearts? I wake before her and I look at her and she’s beautiful in sleep. All that craziness and bitchiness and spite is gone. I think, Serena would make a beautiful corpse. I can even see her in a coffin. If I could I would bury her in her dinosaur onesie.