Danny Best: Me First!

‘Your mother is busy,’ I say. ‘She can’t protect you. Now, do you want me to repeat myself? Pass the butter.’ Bella glares at me over her cereal. She glares so hard I can see red and purple lights shooting out of her eyeballs. There is no way she will pass the butter. I don’t even want the stupid butter. I just wanted to say ‘Pass me the butter’.

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