What's the Future? It's a blank sheet of paper, and we draw lines on it, but sometimes our hand is held, and the lines w — John Marsden, The Dead of Night
What's the Future? It's a blank sheet of paper, and we draw lines on it, but sometimes our hand is held, and the lines w — John Marsden, The Dead of Night
What's the Future? It's a blank sheet of paper, and we draw lines on it, but sometimes our hand is held, and the lines w — John Marsden, The Dead of Night
What's the Future? It's a blank sheet of paper, and we draw lines on it, but sometimes our hand is held, and the lines w — John Marsden, The Dead of Night
What's the Future? It's a blank sheet of paper, and we draw lines on it, but sometimes our hand is held, and the lines w — John Marsden, The Dead of Night
What's the Future? It's a blank sheet of paper, and we draw lines on it, but sometimes our hand is held, and the lines w — John Marsden, The Dead of Night
What's the Future? It's a blank sheet of paper, and we draw lines on it, but sometimes our hand is held, and the lines w — John Marsden, The Dead of Night
What's the Future? It's a blank sheet of paper, and we draw lines on it, but sometimes our hand is held, and the lines w — John Marsden, The Dead of Night
What's the Future? It's a blank sheet of paper, and we draw lines on it, but sometimes our hand is held, and the lines w — John Marsden, The Dead of Night
What's the Future? It's a blank sheet of paper, and we draw lines on it, but sometimes our hand is held, and the lines w — John Marsden, The Dead of Night
What's the Future? It's a blank sheet of paper, and we draw lines on it, but sometimes our hand is held, and the lines w — John Marsden, The Dead of Night
What's the Future? It's a blank sheet of paper, and we draw lines on it, but sometimes our hand is held, and the lines w — John Marsden, The Dead of Night
What's the Future? It's a blank sheet of paper, and we draw lines on it, but sometimes our hand is held, and the lines w — John Marsden, The Dead of Night
What's the Future? It's a blank sheet of paper, and we draw lines on it, but sometimes our hand is held, and the lines w — John Marsden, The Dead of Night
What's the Future? It's a blank sheet of paper, and we draw lines on it, but sometimes our hand is held, and the lines w — John Marsden, The Dead of Night
What's the Future? It's a blank sheet of paper, and we draw lines on it, but sometimes our hand is held, and the lines w — John Marsden, The Dead of Night
What's the Future? It's a blank sheet of paper, and we draw lines on it, but sometimes our hand is held, and the lines w — John Marsden, The Dead of Night
What's the Future? It's a blank sheet of paper, and we draw lines on it, but sometimes our hand is held, and the lines w — John Marsden, The Dead of Night
What's the Future? It's a blank sheet of paper, and we draw lines on it, but sometimes our hand is held, and the lines w — John Marsden, The Dead of Night
What's the Future? It's a blank sheet of paper, and we draw lines on it, but sometimes our hand is held, and the lines w — John Marsden, The Dead of Night
What's the Future? It's a blank sheet of paper, and we draw lines on it, but sometimes our hand is held, and the lines w — John Marsden, The Dead of Night
What's the Future? It's a blank sheet of paper, and we draw lines on it, but sometimes our hand is held, and the lines w — John Marsden, The Dead of Night
What's the Future? It's a blank sheet of paper, and we draw lines on it, but sometimes our hand is held, and the lines w — John Marsden, The Dead of Night
What's the Future? It's a blank sheet of paper, and we draw lines on it, but sometimes our hand is held, and the lines w — John Marsden, The Dead of Night
What's the Future? It's a blank sheet of paper, and we draw lines on it, but sometimes our hand is held, and the lines w — John Marsden, The Dead of Night
What's the Future? It's a blank sheet of paper, and we draw lines on it, but sometimes our hand is held, and the lines w — John Marsden, The Dead of Night
What's the Future? It's a blank sheet of paper, and we draw lines on it, but sometimes our hand is held, and the lines w — John Marsden, The Dead of Night
What's the Future? It's a blank sheet of paper, and we draw lines on it, but sometimes our hand is held, and the lines w — John Marsden, The Dead of Night
What's the Future? It's a blank sheet of paper, and we draw lines on it, but sometimes our hand is held, and the lines w — John Marsden, The Dead of Night
What's the Future? It's a blank sheet of paper, and we draw lines on it, but sometimes our hand is held, and the lines w — John Marsden, The Dead of Night
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What's the Future? It's a blank sheet of paper, and we draw lines on it, but sometimes our hand is held, and the lines we draw aren't the lines we wanted.

— John Marsden, The Dead of Night
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