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279 pages, Paperback
First published February 5, 2015

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The last person I went clothes shopping with was Hana, and she only went to trendy, independent shops, definitely no chains. I never had as much cash as her, so I’d be left sitting outside the changing room while she tried on outfit after outfit.
‘Well? You coming or what?’ ‘Yeah. All right.’ Jasmine raises her voice, though she must know I can hear everything. ‘Be back in a bit, Megan.’
Don’t bother! You’d obviously rather spend time with your idiot boyfriend than me!
How could I think she had feelings for me? How could I be so stupid?
scrunch Jasmine’s sleeping bag in my fists. Her scent wafts up from it. I let out a strangled scream and claw at the material, pulling and twisting until a rip opens in the lining.
The others are looking at me. ‘Go on,’ Jasmine whispers. I don’t want to embarrass her, so I drink.
I pause to look out of the window on the upstairs landing, wondering if there are any more people arriving. And then I see Jasmine. She’s on the pavement outside, talking to Owen. I can’t believe her! She’s abandoned me for him again. How could she?

Jasmine is lost in Owen. It’s like she’s forgotten I’m even here. ‘OK,’ she breathes. She wrenches herself away to look at me. ‘You’ll be all right?’ She tries to make it sound like a question, though we both know it’s more of a statement. I nod, then turn and stride away. I can’t believe her! One minute she’s all worried about me, then she dumps me the second someone more interesting comes along. She’s just like Hana.






“I try touching her arm, but she flinches like there’s poison dripping from my fingers.”
“[The moon] sits low, almost stroking the treetops, its shadowy craters clearly visible.”
“I loved the way her skin folded around her wedding ring, as if it had become a natural part of her body.”
