And the boy was right in back of her, his neck thin as a pencil. "My name is Thomas," he said. "Thomas… — Patricia Reilly Giff
And the boy was right in back of her, his neck thin as a pencil. "My name is Thomas," he said. "Thomas Neary."
She didn't answer.
"The horse's name is Alfred, in case you want to know." He screwed up his face. "Or maybe Fernando."
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