Prologue

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  • Dedicated to Laurence
                                    

Prologue

 

As I slept in my seat, I snuggled into the flannel around my shoulders.  In this cold plane, it was my only source of heat. I didn’t dream; instead, I thought about what was to come and what was awaiting in North America.

Just like last year, he asked me to accompany him on tour, to keep him grounded and sane while under the stress. Only I knew he was also keeping an eye on me, especially after the incident. Louis and I had been best friends since I moved to Doncaster when I was three. Since then, we’ve been inseparable.

I wondered what would happen this summer. What new things I’d discover, who I’d meet…

And then I felt a sharp jab in my ribcage.

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