Harper had never seen Luca without an audience. Someone at school was always calling his name across the hallway, asking about the next game, wanting a picture, wanting his attention, wanting something from him. People seemed to know where he was, even when he wasn’t playing football. One of the many things that irritated Harper about Luca Hayes was that he had somehow become the kind of person who could walk into a room and change the volume of it without saying anything. So when she saw him on Saturday morning, standing on a cracked patch of grass in an old black T-shirt, muddy trainers and a whistle hanging crookedly around his neck, she didn't recognise him at first. She had been sent to pick up a package from the community centre because her mother had forgotten to collect it, and she
