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Chapters (118)
  1. About the Author
  2. Dedication
  3. Prologue
  4. Prologue
  5. Chapter 1
  6. 1
  7. Chapter 2
  8. 2
  9. Chapter 3
  10. 3
  11. Chapter 4
  12. 4
  13. Chapter 5
  14. 5
  15. Chapter 6
  16. 6
  17. Chapter 7
  18. 7
  19. Chapter 8
  20. 8
  21. Chapter 9
  22. 9
  23. Chapter 10
  24. 10
  25. Chapter 11
  26. 11
  27. Chapter 12
  28. 12
  29. Chapter 13
  30. 13
  31. Chapter 14
  32. 14
  33. Chapter 15
  34. 15
  35. Chapter 16
  36. 16
  37. Chapter 17
  38. 17
  39. Chapter 18
  40. 18
  41. Chapter 19
  42. 19
  43. Chapter 20
  44. 20
  45. Chapter 21
  46. 21
  47. Chapter 22
  48. 22
  49. Chapter 23
  50. 23
  51. Chapter 24
  52. 24
  53. Chapter 25
  54. 25
  55. Chapter 26
  56. 26
  57. Chapter 27
  58. 27
  59. Chapter 28
  60. 28
  61. Chapter 29
  62. 29
  63. Chapter 30
  64. 30
  65. Chapter 31
  66. 31
  67. Chapter 32
  68. 32
  69. Chapter 33
  70. 33
  71. Chapter 34
  72. 34
  73. Chapter 35
  74. 35
  75. Chapter 36
  76. 36
  77. Chapter 37
  78. 37
  79. Chapter 38
  80. 38
  81. Chapter 39
  82. 39
  83. Chapter 40
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  85. Chapter 41
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  87. Chapter 42
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  89. Chapter 43
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  91. Chapter 44
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  93. Chapter 45
  94. 45
  95. Chapter 46
  96. 46
  97. Chapter 47
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  99. Chapter 48
  100. 48
  101. Chapter 49
  102. 49
  103. Chapter 50
  104. 50
  105. Chapter 51
  106. 51
  107. Chapter 52
  108. 52
  109. Chapter 53
  110. 53
  111. Epilogue
  112. Epilogue
  113. Acknowledgements
  114. Read more
  115. Read more
  116. BRISTOL DAILY NEWS
  117. October 2018
  118. THE BEGINNING

After that I began to seek Heather out. She usually disappeared to the library at lunchtime to read or to draw. One day I followed her and saw that she was writing what looked like a story. I loved writing, and would spend hours in my bedroom making books out of A4 paper that my mum would bring home from her office job especially for me to use. I knew Gina and the others would take the piss out of me if I told them about my hobby. It wasn’t cool to be clever at Tilby High in the early 1990s. But I was getting bored of Gina and her cronies, their incessant talk of boys, and who fancied whom. I wasn’t ready for all that. I didn’t want a boyfriend: I wanted a friend. A best friend. Someone I admired, who had similar interests. And I quickly realized that the person I was looking for was Heather.

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