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‘Jay, you total i***t!’ I kicked at the nearest stone. He could’ve ended up anywhere. Canterbury. Edinburgh. Prague. Burundi.
He reappeared two minutes later, just as Miranda and Emellana caught up with me. ‘Hah!’ he said, with gusto, and vanished again.
This process was repeated twice more before he consented to pause in the centre of the turquoise henge, trembling violently and visibly out of breath.
I looked him over carefully. He had an elated look about him that seemed out of character, and his eyes were too wide. ‘You okay?’
‘I have no idea where I just went to,’ he said, beaming at me. ‘But it was amazing.’
‘You’re pumped up,’ I said. ‘Bordering upon high. Let’s have a little sit down for a second, okay?’ I towed him back towards his rock of a seat, but he drew his arm out o
