Chapters (97)
- Cover
- About the Author
- Also by Sarah Ann Juckes
- Dedication
- Welcome back to Stream Cast, Alice
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- Welcome back to Stream Cast, Alice
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- Author’s Note
- Acknowledgements
- THIS IS JUST THE BEGINNING
- Author’s Note
But this new streamer wasn’t like that. I can tell they aren’t Ill like me, because they’re able to walk through tunnels and climb into castles, and I can’t even keep my arms up to wash under them right now. But it was like wherever they were going had suddenly become not as important as where they were right then.
The same as it is with me.
And they saw things. Beautiful things. Things that someone else might tut at or paint over or rush by and not even see at all. And it almost makes me want to stop watching and start Living with them.
I look at Mum. ‘You found me a new streamer.’
She pulls out the plug in the bath and the bubbles glug down. ‘You saw him, then.’
I don’t say anything back. I just let the water empty around me. She puts her elbows on the side of the bath and looks at me over her clasped hands.
‘He was one of Wesley’s art students, you know.’
My heart flutters at the name, but I try to keep my face neutral.
‘The day before he died, Wesley left me a list of “lost” premium students he thought needed an extra push. I found it on my desk last week, and this boy was at the top. Wesley thought he could really be something special apparently.’ She shrugs, like she doesn’t quite believe it.
‘What kind of “special”?’ I ask slowly.
‘The note didn’t say. Something arty, I suppose. But, anyway, I thought you could help the kid find his purpose again. Be my spy on the inside.’ She winks.
And I’m suddenly not sure how I feel, being a spy. Looking through someone’s eyes that knew the eyes that have now closed forever. But then there’s something else inside me that wants to know. Wants to be helpful to Mum, who’s gone to the trouble of setting all this up for me. Wants to Live with the boy who stops, and sees, and could be something special.
‘Okay.’ I nod. ‘I’ll help.’
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And now I am strapped to the chest of the new streamer as he sits on a bench facing the gates of my old primary school. And I’m not here to be Me or him, but in between and both.
I feel like a bit of a prick wearing this camera strap.
The elastic
S T R E T C H E S
into my sides.
I bet I look like a right ham.