When I told Siobhan that I was doing this, she got out a pencil and another piece of paper and said it probably made people feel veryĪnd then she laughed. But it was very difficult to decide which of the diagrams was most like the face they were making because people's faces move very quickly. I kept the piece the piece of paper in my pocket and took it out when I didn't understand what someone was saying. I got Siobhan to draw lots of these faces and then write down next to them exactly what they meant. I know all the countries of the world and their capital cities and every prime number up to 7,057.Įight years ago, when I first met Siobhan, she showed me this pictureĪnd I knew that it meant 'sad,' which is what I felt when I found the dead dog.Īnd I knew that it meant 'happy', like when I'm reading about the Apollo space missions, or when I am still awake at 3 am or 4 am in the morning and I can walk up and down the street and pretend that I am the only person in the whole world.īut I was unable to say what these meant. My name is Christopher John Francis Boone. I stroked Wellington and wondered who had killed him, and why. It had curly black fur, but when you got close you could see that the skin underneath the fur was a very pale yellow, like chicken. Not one of the small poodles that have hairstyles but a big poodle. She lived on the opposite side of the road, two houses to the left. It belonged to Mrs Shears who was our friend. I walked onto her lawn and knelt beside the dog. I went through Mrs Shears' gate, closing it behind me. I decided that the dog was probably killed with the fork because I could not see any other wounds in the dog and I do not think you would stick a garden fork into a dog after it had died for some other reason, like cancer for example, or a road accident. The points of the fork must have gone all the way through the dog and into the ground because the fork had not fallen over. There was a garden fork sticking out of the dog. It looked as if it was running on its side, the way dogs run when they think they are chasing a cat in a dream. The dog was lying on the grass in the middle of the lawn in front of Mrs Shears' house.
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