Chapter FiveI rolled over onto my side to get better access to the pocket of my school trousers and shoved my hand inside. The pocket was small and tight and barely held my Samsung, making it extremely difficult to put my fingers inside. I just managed to pinch the edges of the phone to slip it out.
When I looked at the screen, I was startled to see the name Bobby flashing on the screen. A picture of me and her with our arms around each other, laughing when we had been around twelve, popped up behind her name.
Excitement bubbled up inside me.
Bobby had been the closest thing I’d ever had to a female best friend. She’d moved to London around six years ago and two years later moved away again to Plymouth.
“Bobby? Is that really you?” I answered the phone, shocked.
“No, it’s the boogeyma
