Читать книгу Barry Loser and the Holiday of Doom - Jim Smith - Страница 54
Оглавление‘You see . . . me and Nancy and her mum and dad and baby brother Keith were sort of gonna go and buy a kitten this weekend . . .’ he said, scratching his Diplodocus sticker so he didn’t have to look at me.
The words swam down my earholes into my legs, making them go wobbly.
