in my foot, but could not get it out. I hungered after telling about Nudist Huk, but when I heard his voice I couldn’t bring myself to do it. He still seemed upset about what I had said in class, so I let him talk about moving the band from Mosquito Thomas’ basement to Hamna Youth Club. He wanted me to come and help. Jonny had done his home work, of course. I sneaked out of my room, past the sitting room door and stole downstairs. Unfortunately, Dad stood in the hallway talking to the friendly American girl. She was so cheerful that even Dad seemed to be in a good mood, probably against his will. I interrupted them quickly, explaining that I had to say goodbye to the band as I would be changing schools. Standing there with Sandra he couldn’t really object. The new room for practising had a low ceiling, but it was only Bass who had to stoop to get through the doorway. The equipment was piled around a worn out sofa that must have been left behind by the old occupants. While the lads in the band rigged up the equipment I asked Kathleen what had happened to Rachel. – She’s sick, Kathleen stated. But Barbie was of a different opinion. – She stole my money. The fact that she daren’t come to school proves it. – But she’s sick, I’ve spoken to her. – She was in the cloakroom that day. – So were lots of others, you know that! Barbie didn’t deign to reply, and sat down on the sofa 71
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