the piece of paper he had pinned to the wall, counting down

to September the first.

On the last day of August he thought he'd better speak to his

aunt and uncle about getting to King's Cross station the next day,

so he went down to the living room where they were watching a quiz

show on television. He cleared his throat to let them know he was

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