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about the way he’s calling. — Billy. Billy?
    He is worried.
    I stand up again. And I don’t know why. But instead of walking back toward where his voice is coming from through the trees I decide to do the exact opposite and I begin loping tirelessly farther away toward the road with cars on it instead.
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    One of the best places is the car but watch out, it can also be the worst. Seat belts are difficult to put on. You can pull them across you but if you let go when you’re looking for the hole they rush back inside themselves again. Snails also do it, if you touch them. Inside the car we’re all together which is good until you need to get away and then that’s it, you’re stuck, and there’s no way you’re getting out of there again. But that’s not true, not precisely. Because if you’re very cunning which is quite like stealthy only in your head, there are one or two things you can say to make the car stop so you can get out. I need the loo can work but not if you say it too often. I feel sick is another one though whether or not that does the job depends on what sort of mood they’re in. Birds regurgitate food for their young. What a wonderful trick that would be if you could do it. I feel sick stop the car please no yes I do feel sick no you don’t really I do stop it whoa regurgitate. A trick is not always the same thing as lying.
    Even once you’ve stopped the car and been sick or gone to the loo the problem is that you have to get back in again. They can’t leave you there. You wouldn’t want them to. Many animals, birds and fish, including wildebeests, albatrosses, and salmons, migrate, covering epic distances across the planet in vast schools and flocks and herds. Predators pick off the weaklings which means the old and the sick. And the young. Keep up at the back there! Put your coat and shoes on! Lope!
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    I go round the edge of a hedge which rhymes and look back round it and I can see he’s running too. His red arm is waving back and forth. In PE Mr. Reilly says you should run by pumping up your legs with your arms so well done, Dad, top marks, inflatable. Mr. Reilly has a mustache and colored laces in his shoes. He lives with Mr. Sparks who teaches the Year Fives. They love each other and come to school on bicycles with suspension which is excellent. My lungs hurt. I can hear him shouting at me now from quite far away but not as far away as he was. Bats have incredibly sensitive hearing which is so good they can hear electric eels, but don’t touch one. I wish I could stop. No, that’s not quite right. What I wish is that I had already stopped quite a long time ago because now I’ve come this far I can’t stop. No, that’s not quite right either because sadly I will have to stop eventually because nothing not even wolves can go on forever, not without pausing for things like water and meat and having a sleep which actually means stopping totally and lying down.
    â€” Stop! Stop, Billy! STOP!
    His voice sounds red like his arm. In nature red is used primarily for warnings about danger so I lope on and as I lope I realize a funny thing which is this: I am not in fact chasing my prey with studs on its feet anymore because I am in fact being chased, and nothing chases wolves, so I can’t be the predator wolf but instead I must be some kind of prey.
    And what does a clever prey do? Easy. It runs for cover. At home where we have beds upstairs they have covers on them which you can hide under in a game but this is not a game but a park which is big and open and desperate. The only cover was behind the popular trees and that hedge but he is already past them with his red arm pumping and I am running too but he is catching up which is called againing.
    â€” COME HERE! STOP! BILLY!
    His voice is purple now, very serious.
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    Reading is very serious too and grown-ups do it as well. Dad likes reading and so do I but