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When he’s outside, Daniel feels like a free spirit. Most young boys do, the wind in their hair, their imaginations running wild. One minute they’re a pirate, then a footballer, then they’re a soldier. Right now, the game is much simpler. Daniel doesn’t know where the frisbee came from. All he knows is that there’s no way the Mother Superior would allow them to play with it. If she knew. It would be ungodly, he’s sure of that. Most things are.
He thinks it probably came over the wall from outside. Lots of things come in that way. Usually toys – footballs, bags of marbles, now a frisbee. He’s never seen any of it come over, but he knows it happens. The other boys tell him. Besides which, there’s no other way it could get in here. There are never any visitors, apart from Mr Duggan. Lauren
