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“Right,” Jay repeated. “Go and find

something to do.”

Jay often repeated things people said –

sometimes out loud, sometimes just to

himself.

Dad watched a moment as Jay set off for the

front door. He had a kind of half smile, half

frown on his face. Jay didn’t know what that

meant except that he was thinking something

and that it was probably something about him.

There were two more buzzes before he got

there, but it didn’t make him hurry.

When Jay pulled open the front door Abby

was there with her bike and a big grin on her

face. Although Abby had only known Jay a

week, this was the third time she had come

round.

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