I left The Wrong Boy in a safe pair of hands in brilliant sunshine. But, within half an hour of leaving it the heavens opened and England's default weather position took hold. Given the theme of the book it seems sad, if not apt, if it wasn't claimed before the deluge. I'm hoping that, even if it was caught in the rain, some kind soul will rescue it, dry it out and give it a second chance.
|A safe pair of hands.|