Charlie, you’re killin’ me.

Blog don’t not seem like a real word, snot one I heard in class but teacher says it’s real. Teacher’s what she is but we call her Miss, not Mrs because she’s not got a man like mommy don’t neither. Silly Miss though, she doesn’t know I’m here ’til I shout so. – Charlie’s 5, “nicetomeetyou”, he gets abused, but he doesn’t know it, because mommy says everyone’s like that, “cleverclogs”. Charlie opens the book, and provides a graphic yet naive and poetic look behind closed doors. Watch this space for an extract. And happy reading!

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