Friendship on Fire (62 page)

To my husband for
being
there, and I mean this quite literally. I read you every word of this novel, in no particular order, and you still pretend to understand what I'm talking about when I say, “Do you remember when Daisy did…” Thanks for thinking I had enough talent to go for this, and for sitting next to me while I did. To all the teenagers out there who were ‘first readers' for me, I owe you a million thank yous. Thank you for your scribbles and faces all over my many printed manuscripts and edits about what teenagers would and wouldn't say. Thank you for pushing me to get
Friendship on Fire
recognised, because you thought I was  stupid for not giving it a go. To my parents, thanks for not throwing all my stories in the bin as a kid, including this one. To all my brothers, thank you for giving me endless amounts of material to use, and for me knowing exactly how it feels to be a little sister who is loved.