She studied him a bit more before nodding to herself. Harry took her comment seriously, as he did most things. She blinked several times as she studied him. Magenta looked up at him with huge golden eyes, her honey-coloured pigtails askew and full of sand. You going to play with the wee girls now? Hairy Boil, one of the class bullies shouted behind him.
He’d paused beside her, wondering if he should give her tips on how to make it more structurally sound, but he’d learned the hard way to keep his super brain to himself. The five-year-old girl had been building the biggest sandcastle Harry had ever seen. It happened in the sandpit of the local primary school. Harry Boyle fell in love with Magenta when he was eight years old.
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