Excerpt from The Bone Clocks by David Mitchell, plus links to reviews, author biography & more

Dad says the best way to handle drunks is to humor them, then dump them, and maybe the doo-lally are like drunks who never sober up. "Deal." She nods and I drink until the sun's a pale glow through the thin bottom of the plastic.

The old bat's gazing away again. "Thank you, Holly."

So I thank her back, and return to dry land. Then I turn around and go back to her. "How do you know my name?"

She doesn't turn round. "By what name was I baptized?"

What a stupid game this is. "Esther Little."

"And how do you know my name?"

" 'Cause ... you just told me." Did she? Must've.

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