SNOWING IN DEPTFORD
I go to McDonald’s on Saturday morning, to get breakfast and hang out, before going to work my Saturday job at Iceland. Some girls who work there are my age, so we might meet new girls there as well. I am sitting upstairs with Nathan, on a Saturday in late November, when he says, “One of the girls keeps looking up at you.”
“At me? Who?”
“Can’t you tell? She’s over there on the till. She keeps looking
