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256 pages, Paperback
First published March 1, 2011
The leaves in the puddle look like dead goldfish. And all the green as turned brown and purple, as if the hills have got bruises. I like the world this way. Summer’s a bit too bright for me. A bit too happy. Flowers dancing and birds singing like nature’s having a big party. Autumn’s better. Everything’s a bit more droopy and you don’t feel left out of all the fun.
...when I walked past her parents' bedroom on the way to the loo, there weren't any signs of bombs...(as his father has told him all Muslims build bombs).
If Ofsted inspected my family then I know what grade we'd get. Satisfactory. Okay, but not brilliant. But that is fine by me.