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Things We Have in Common

by Tasha Kavanagh
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SHORTLISTED FOR THE COSTA FIRST NOVEL AWARD 2015 'Unsettling, deeply moving and very, very readable. I loved it' NATHAN FILER, The Shock of the Fall 'A striking and highly enjoyable debut' SOPHIE HANNAH Yasmin would give anything to have a friend . . . And do anything to keep one. The first time I saw you, you were standing at the far end of the playing field. You were looking down at your brown straggly dog, but then you looked up, your mouth going slack as your eyes clocked her. Alice Taylor. I was no different. I used to catch myself gazing at the back of her head in class, at her silky fair hair swaying between her shoulder blades. If you'd glanced just once across the field you'd have seen me standing in the middle on my own, looking straight at you, and you'd have gone back through the trees to the path quick, tugging your dog after you. You'd have known you'd given yourself away, even if only to me. But you didn't. You only had eyes for Alice.
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Publisher: Canongate Books
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  • ISBN: 9781782115960
  • File size: 656 KB
  • Release date: May 7, 2015

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  • ISBN: 9781782115960
  • File size: 984 KB
  • Release date: May 7, 2015
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SHORTLISTED FOR THE COSTA FIRST NOVEL AWARD 2015 'Unsettling, deeply moving and very, very readable. I loved it' NATHAN FILER, The Shock of the Fall 'A striking and highly enjoyable debut' SOPHIE HANNAH Yasmin would give anything to have a friend . . . And do anything to keep one. The first time I saw you, you were standing at the far end of the playing field. You were looking down at your brown straggly dog, but then you looked up, your mouth going slack as your eyes clocked her. Alice Taylor. I was no different. I used to catch myself gazing at the back of her head in class, at her silky fair hair swaying between her shoulder blades. If you'd glanced just once across the field you'd have seen me standing in the middle on my own, looking straight at you, and you'd have gone back through the trees to the path quick, tugging your dog after you. You'd have known you'd given yourself away, even if only to me. But you didn't. You only had eyes for Alice.
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Fiction Literature