EIGHT
Like lemmings scrambling to get the best view of the sea from the cliff tops.
The Garforth twins, Isaac and Saul, grinned at each other across the width of the classroom, devilment in their eyes. Even though they had long been separated, no longer sitting together as being too disruptive in class, they still worked together on that intuitive level of perception that twins often have, sometimes changing places and claiming to be the other.
Isaac showed Saul his cupped hand; he had a hard pellet of paper, the size of a large pea, which he had chewed and compressed into a solid ball. Saul nodded and grinned again, pointing with his finger at the back of Stephen Wilson’s neck. Hidden below the lip of his desk, Isaac wrapped a thick rubber band around the thumb and forefinger of his ri
