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She wasn’t really listening. ‘What’s that?’
He was shy, she realised. Bad with eye contact. Quite endearing. ‘You
know, that Ryan Bailey film you wanted to watch. We saw the trailer for it.
You said it’s meant to be funny and I did some research and it has an eighty-
six per cent on Rotten Tomatoes and it’s on Net flix so . . .’
She wondered if Dylan would believe her if she told him that in one life
she was a lead singer of an internationally successful pop-rock band and
global icon who had actually dated and voluntarily broken up with Ryan
Bailey.
‘Sounds good,’ she said, as she stared at an empty crisp packet floating
across the sparse grass.
Dylan rushed off the bench to grab the packet and dropped it into the bin
next to the bench.
He flopped back to Nora, smiling. Nora understood what this other Nora
saw in him. ere was something pure about him. Like a dog himself.
