Izzy's sitting at the back of the car and we are chatting about her friends, who they are and who she plays with at lunch time.
We've confirmed that T is definitely her suitor of choice though there is report of at least one other who likes her.
It turns out T won Star of the Week twice last year. Very well-behaved, I say approvingly.
Yes, Izzy agrees, looking out the window with a far-off glaze.
"And when he's older he'll have to stop playing football so much."
"Eh? Why's that?"
"So he can talk to me during lunch break of course." (In tone of 'duuh'.)
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