He couldn't remember when the other boy had come into the picture. It wasn't Henry, and it wasn't Davie, and it wasn't him.

Everyone called him "Yard Ape". He didn't know why. But he never asked about his real name, so he didn't know.

She didn't talk to him any more. They didn't play. They were older. She had another best friend, her name was Daisy.

And He was left not knowing what to do with himself.

Because there had always been Ramona.

And Ramona did everything.

So he had never had to.