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── hünnap .✦
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‘Why are you driving Kasun’s car?’ I asked, once I had located the radio scanner. ‘To use up his petrol.’ I managed to tune us onto some frantic country music. ‘Why?’ ‘So many questions. Change the channel, would you?’ I did so, running us through a few bursts of static before I found something classical and string-heavy. ‘He’s eating my sister’s bazlama,’ Jake said. ‘He’s eating your sister’s bazlama?’ ‘Yeah. He always eats my family’s bazlama.’ Jake merged onto the main road near the station.
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The bus jolted to a stop, sending everyone in the aisle knocking into each other like an unruly line of dominoes. Despite finding myself even more tightly sandwiched than before, I was glad of the disruption. It saved me from having to keep lying through my teeth.
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‘What’s up?’ Mae asked. ‘It’s my cousin Elizabeta,’ I said. ‘Tetka Mojca wants to know my university preferences. So I have to think of something believable before book club next week, which also won’t lead to an entire afternoon of questions.’ ‘You’re not thinking bio anymore?’ ‘I don’t know,’ I groaned. ‘I don’t know what I’m thinking. This whole … being done with high school thing doesn’t feel real yet. But if I seem at all uncertain it’s going to lead to—’ ‘An entire afternoon of questions,’ Mae finished, nodding.
‘Gotta say, I feel like you’re not appreciating what I’m going through right now.’ Mae leaned her chin against her palm. ‘So sorry, Amalia. You’re going through… making yourself read a book?’ I shrugged, pulling a face, like obviously. ‘Aren’t you still super close to the start?’ she asked. Leaning back in my chair, I began flicking my pen between my fingers. ‘Objection: reading is about the journey. The journey has begun. I feel like that’s what we should be focusing on.’
Later Achilles would play the lyre, as Chiron and I listened. My mother’s lyre. He had brought it with him. “I wish I had known,” I said the first day, when he had showed it to me. “I almost did not come, because I did not want to leave it.” He smiled. “Now I know how to make you follow me everywhere.”
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