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England but that was my next step, just in case the evil van did have some markings I could see.
    Anyway, after some mental wrestling I made the right decision. I figured stalking the planet could wait. I texted Mum to tell her what I was doing and we caught two buses to the hospital – same route I used to take to see Grandad.
     
    ‘Do you remember anything?’ I asked him.
    ‘I’m called Milly. And I live on a cloud,’ he said. Dreamy voice. Googly eyes.
    I started laughing but Joe looked terrified, which made Ty laugh. Good to see.
    Talk about ‘off’ and ‘on’ switches! Ty had been ‘off’ for thirteen days. But he was totally back ‘on’. His blondTintin quiff was restored, his light blue eyes were open, they’d taken away all the beepy stuff and the cut on his head was just a red line.
    ‘Are you completely better?’ asked Joe, clearly freaked by Ty’s little joke.
    ‘If I could pee, I would be.’
    ‘You’re kidding?’ said Joe, looking traumatised
again
. He really needed a sense of humour overhaul.
    ‘I wish I was.’
    Joe’s eyes flicked to halfway down the bed sheet. It was too funny for words – he clearly thought the accident had damaged Ty’s ‘equipment’.
    ‘Happens to women if they have an epidural when they’re giving birth,’ I said. Was there no end to my knowledge?
    ‘They said it’s because of the catheter,’ said Ty. ‘My brain has forgotten how to tell the muscles to let go. Or my muscles have forgotten how to respond. Either way, they won’t let me out till I pee.’
    ‘Come on, then,’ I said.
    Joe protested, worried that Ty shouldn’t get out of bed, keen to call a nurse, but I knew what to do thanks to Mum’s dinnertime tales from the maternity ward.
    I turned all six taps, hot and cold, on full and let the water run down the plughole. Ty got the idea and stood at the urinal, staring down.
    ‘Not even a dribble,’ he said.
    At the risk of my two friends thinking I was making a gay pass, I unzipped my fly, stood at the urinal nextto him and peed. Joe stormed out of the loos, which started us laughing all over again, during which time Ty peed. For about ten minutes!
    ‘Sorted,’ I said to Joe as we came back out. He was leaning against the wall opposite the loos, looking cool without trying. (Think Harley from Rizzle Kicks.)
    ‘Thank you, Dan.’ Ty shook my hand, and announced his success to the nurse on our way back.
    ‘Does that mean I can go home?’ he asked.
    She shook her head.
    ‘Sorry, Ty, we need the doctor to see you before you can skedaddle, and that won’t be until the morning.’
    He looked really disappointed.
    ‘It’s only one more night,’ I said.
    ‘And I don’t remember the others,’ he said.
    We stayed until his mum came. To pass the time I filled him in on my failed attempts to identify the van driver. He was horrified that I’d hacked the council cameras, and apoplectic (excellent word) when I mentioned spy satellites. It was predictable, given his attitude to the Pay As You Go episode in my life, but I’d hoped he’d see it as loyalty.
    ‘You’ve crossed the line,’ he said, which was a bit dramatic.
    I tried to defend myself.
    ‘I tapped a few buttons on the keyboard and it led me there. It’s not like I’m planning on spying on Iran.’
    ‘It would have been epic if you could have got the reg,’ said Joe.
    ‘Epic-ally illegal,’ said Ty.
    ‘Can you spy on whoever you like?’ asked Joe, seeing possibilities for my hack.
    I nodded.
    ‘Cool.’
    ‘Not cool, not even to catch criminals. Because
it
’
s
criminal.’ Ty was getting agitated, which probably wasn’t good for him.
    ‘Can’t you see where the van went?’ said Joe. ‘Maybe he hit Ty and drove home. Get him that way.’
    Talk about a light bulb moment.
    ‘Don’t even think about it,’ said Ty, just as his mum walked in. She gave us both a hug and thanked us for being such good friends. (Secretly she thinks I’m a ‘bad influence’.) (But