NEXT UP! 2 40 4 ‘Leo!’ my little sister Tia calls up the stairs. I close my eyes and try to block her out. It’s hot. It’s been hot for days now. The thermometer that hangs in the kitchen says it’s thirtythree degrees. I’ve got all the windows and doors open and I’m still dying. I’m lying on my twin sister Amber’s bunk sucking on a raspberry ice pop. It has turned my tongue bright blue. Dunno why. The last time I checked raspberries were red. a bunk – koja an ice pop – íspinni Brick Wall (2015), Charlotte Evans
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