Sam takes the bike and starts to wheel it towards the narrowbotat, and I have no choice but to follow along. 'People do hassle you when you don't fit in,' he says. 'It doesn't really bother me, and once they suss that they usually leave me alone.' I frown. 'Don't you want to fit in, though?'
Sam considers. 'Not especially. Why would I? I don't want to follow their rules and regulations, I just want to be me.'
Gingersnaps, Cathy Cassidy