Jacqueline Wilson

Lily Alone by Jacqueline Wilson

It was my fault. We were all sitting squashed up on the sLilyofa on Friday night watching Coronation Street, the second episode of the evening. Well, none of us were actually watching. Pixie was squatting on the arm of the sofa rubbing tomato sauce round her mouth, telling us over and over again that she was wearing lipstick like Mummy. My little sister, Pixie, could win the world record for repetition. She’s three and talks all the time, though most of what she says is nonsense.

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