Оглавление
Edyth Bulbring. Snitch
Rule #1: Never let your mom take you to school wearing inappropriate clothing
Rule #2: Never let your mom comment on your Facebook status
Rule #3: Never let your mom choose your clothes
Rule #4: Never go shopping with your mom
Rule #5: Never let your mom loose at the doctor
Rule #6: Never let your mom have conversations with your teachers
Rule #7: Never let your mom speak like a teenager
Rule #8: Never let your mom attend your biology talks
Rule #9: Never let your mom speak to your friends on the phone
Rule #10: Never let your mom sew tags on your clothes
Rule #11: Never let your mom chat to your potential girlfriend
Rule #12: Never let your mom fight your battles for you
Rule #13: Never let your mom control your finances
Rule #14: Never let your mom cuddle you at night
Rule #15: Never tell your mom stuff
Rule #16: Never let your mom meet your potential girlfriend
Rule #17: Never let your mom go all cougar on your friends
Rule #18: Never let your mom know what happens on your dates
Отрывок из книги
For Nicolas, who plays outside the circle
I stick my head out of the car window and peer along the row of stationary vehicles. A lunatic in a dressing gown is standing next to her stalled Mini Cooper, throwing her hands about in the air. A boy stands at her side, silently begging the ground to open up and swallow him whole. The earth says: you’re on your own. Suck it up, Loser.
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William opens his lunchbox and lifts a piece of folded paper from under the packet of jelly babies like it’s a used piece of bog roll. He doesn’t read it, but crumples it up and chucks it in the back of his locker. But I know what the note says: Sweets for my sweet. Hug-hug-hug. Or maybe today it’s: Jellies for my baby. Kiss-kiss-kiss. William’s mom has a thing about lunchbox notes. It comes from a good place, and she’s a lovely human being. I’m just glad she doesn’t belong to me.
I get through the day’s maths and history tests without breaking too much of a sweat. After school, I meet
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