HE HAS DECIDED, after the events of the last few months, to become a kid again. Has decided it in the face of the return of his mother’s cancer and the seeing of a dollar ring on Kenny’s finger (who saw him seeing, and smiled his s**t-eating grin). He has decided it in the face of his failing grades and the look in Tilly’s eyes when he mentioned to her what a coincidence it was that Kenny should have a ring just like the one she’d lost in the bushes—the bushes she had led him to that day, although he hadn’t thought anything of it at the time, so swiftly and assuredly, as though she had already known there was a private oasis inside. As though she had been there before—with Kenny. With someone.
He has decided it in the face of a film shown in class about jellyfish and Man o’ Wars, and how,
