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You see my problem? How could a
younger brother compete with someone like
that?
When Jake and I arrived back at my
house that day there was a weird sort of
squealing noise coming from the sitting
room. I recognised it at once. So did Jake.
We looked at each other. Clara.
We looked in the door. There she was on
the sofa blowing her nose. I couldn’t be
sure, but those looked like real tears
coming out of her eyes. Mum was sitting
next to her patting her on the back.
“What’s up?” I said. “Did she come
second in something instead of first?”
Mum looked up.
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