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‘Have you been listening again?’ She asks me. I can’t lie, she can read my mind. She has read every thought that I’ve ever had and she didn’t think much to them. She thought I wouldn’t make much of a novel. ‘Yes. Yes I have.’ ‘Alex, I told you not to listen to the alien radio,’ she says. ‘Yeah, but…’ I would come up with an excuse but there really isn’t much point, she’d know I’m lying. I used to try and trick her with my lies. It was like a game with one winner and it wasn’t me. But that...