Prologue

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My name is Steinar Sanderson.

This is my story.

Now, Reader, you may think it is more like a dream than a story, as my drama is unravelled before your very eyes,  because I, and I alone, became world snooker champion at the age of only 16—the youngest player ever.

“How was it done?” I hear you ask. “What was so special about me?” After all, I am just an ordinary looking boy with brown hair, weighing some 10 stones and about 5’11’’tall. If you saw me walking down the street, you would not even give me a second glance. Well, you might if you recognised me from television, but I have had, I must add, some cosmetic alterations since the last time I was in the public view. “Money well spent,” was how a close friend described it. I am still not sure how to take that comment.

But it’s not my appearance I wish to talk about.  I have a secret that  you do not know. 

Oh, for sure I will reveal my secret to you in my story, but afterwards you must not share that secret with anyone else, so no-one will know about it except you and me. Still like to read on? Then turn the page and let the adventure begin…

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