Excerpt from Out of the Blue by Sophie Cameron, plus links to reviews, author biography & more

Nobody knows when the next one will fall. Sometimes three will tumble down in one day, and sometimes weeks will go by before another appears. There are scientific and religious institutions pouring billions into working out a pattern, but they haven't even come close to finding one. It's not like Dad, former sales and marketing manager for Tomlinson Cigarettes, now stay-at-home layabout, is going to be the one to crack the code.

He makes a right turn onto a brightly lit street of shops and restaurants. Outside Pizza Express, a man in a kilt and tinfoil wings is playing something that sounds vaguely like Robbie Williams's "Angels" on the bagpipes. Dad sings along, drumming his fingers on the steering wheel. Rani joins in for the chorus. They belt it out together, carefree and off-key, the excitement crackling off them like static. A dash of pity simmers with my anger. He really thinks he can do this.

He actually thinks he's going to catch an angel.

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