When he was sixteen, Fin had fallen desperately in love with a girl with pink hair, black boots, and a wonderful, terrible, deep mind. They had been in the same class until she dropped out and ran away. Fin ran into her one day downtown, she was sat in the doorway of a boarded up shop. She had a dog at her feet. "Selema!" said Fin, "I thought you'd moved out of town, or something. Some people at school think you're dead." "As far as they're concerned, I am," she said, "and as far as I'm concerned they are." Fin thought about this. He tried to look pensive. "Are you okay?" he said. "Would you ask an animal if they were okay?" she replied.
Fin fell in love about then. He waited until the school summer break and then ran away from home himself.
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