The last day of term arrived without drama.Which was, Lena thought, possibly the most remarkable thing about it.She cleared her locker at three-fifteen, which took longer than expected because she'd been storing things in there since September that she hadn't meant to leave this long. A chess book. Three highlighters she thought she'd lost. The programme from the Outstanding Student ceremony.And at the back of the locker, tucked behind the chess book: a small card she didn't recognise.She pulled it out.It was the size of an index card when you looked at it. On one side of it was written a message in handwriting she knew well: For the record: the deal was never real. This was always real.On the other side was another message: 'You can keep this as documentation.' I know you like documentation.She looked at it for a long moment, a really long time, and it all started to occur to her.She thought: he put this here in October. The first wee
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