Nosy Crow Ltd

"Jess, are you even listening?" asks Natalie. "Yes, of course I am," I lie. But actually I was miles away, thinking about the comic. ''So ?'" says Nat. I'm grudgingly transported back to our desks in 6C. I try and turn my blank look into a thoughtful face. It's nearly the end of lunch on...

1 This year I am a turtle. I do not want to be a turtle. "His tail's between his legs," Max notices, cocking his head. Worry spreads across his wonderful face. "You think the hat's too tight?" We are on the porch, and the strange pumpkin is smiling at us - the one Max carved last week,...