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Authors: Cecelia Ahern

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Speaking
of
mistakes,
I
still
haven’t
spoken
to
Alex
and
it’s
been
over
a

year.
All
we’ve
been
doing
is
sending
stupid
cards
back
and
forth
to
each

other.
It’s
like
we’re
having
a
staring
competition
and
neither
of
us
wants
to
be

the
first
one
to
blink.
It’s
silly
really,
because
I
miss
him
like
crazy.
There
are

so
many
things
that
happen
to
me,
silly
little
everyday
things
that
I
go
to
tell

him,
like
the
postman
this
morning
was
delivering
the
post
across
the
road
and

that
stupid
little
Jack
Russell
dog
called
Jack
Russell
was
attacking
him
again.

So
I
looked
out
the
window
and
I
saw
the
postman
shaking
the
dog
off
his
leg

as
he
does
every
morning
but
this
time
he
kicked
the
dog
in
the
stomach
by

mistake
and
the
dog
fell
over
and
didn’t
move
for
ages.
Then
the
owner
came

outside
and
I
watched
as
the
postman
pretended
that
Jack
Russell
was
like
that

when
he
got
there.
The
owner
believed
him
and
there
was
pandemonium
as

they
tried
to
help
the
dog.
Eventually
Jack
Russell
got
up
and
when
he
took

one
look
at
the
postman
he
whimpered
and
ran
away
into
the
house.
It
was
so

funny.
The
postman
just
shrugged
and
walked
off.
He
was
whistling
by
the

time
he
got
to
my
door.
Things
like
that
would
have
really
made
Alex
laugh,

especially
as
I
had
told
him
all
about
the
stupid
dog
keeping
me
awake
all

night
barking
and
always
stealing
my
post
from
the
poor
postman.

Despite
my
loneliness
for
him
I
know
this
phase
isn’t
going
to
last
for-

ever.
He’ll
come
around
sooner
or
later.
I
just
hope
I
won’t
be
six
feet
under

by
the
time
he
does.
Katie
is
trying
to
sneak
a
peak
off
my
page
.
.
.

MASLOW’S
THEORY
OF
HIERARCHY

Ha
ha,
that’ll
put
her
off
the
scent.
OK
I
better
go
now
and
actually
do

some
work.
See
you
both
soon.
Tell
Dad
I
said
hello
and
that
I
love
him.

Oh
by
the
way
Ruby
has
set
me
up
on
a
blind
date
on
Saturday
night.
I

330

Cecelia
Ahern

nearly
killed
her
but
I
can’t
cancel
it.
Cross
your
fingers
for
me
that
he’s
not

some
sort
of
serial
killer.

Lots
of
love,

Rosie

You
have
an
instant
message
from:
ROSIE

Rosie:

Julie:

Rosie:

Julie:

Rosie:

Hi
Julie.
I’ve
signed
you
up
to
be
one
of
my
instant
message
bud-

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