it’s not Tommy, it’s not Tommy, coming back. It’s Tommy’s daughter. Kathy is pregnant with a little girl. Daddy’s little girl, is prophecy, of course, why couldn’t I have seen it before? And now the tears are streaming down my face. Then your man Del Brogan does the thing where he sings to his heart and reality is clairvoyant, which means you can read it like a book.

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Your man Del Brogan and his daughter Eden are at the front of the stage. He’s serenading her, and calling her his heart. He’s down on one knee, as if he’s proposing to her. She’s sat on a chair in front of him wearing a frilly white dress and with her legs dangling down, her little high-heel shoes, her red hair’s on fire and wrapped up in her, and it’s like he is asking her for her hand in marriage when how could she ever be true to her father forever, and he falls over, her father, he topples onto his side, her poor da, and he clutches at his chest like his heart has been taken from him, like his daughter has climbed out his chest right there and left him for dead on the floor, like he has given up his heart so as she can live.

Then a hand, a great deathly white hand like a ghost in a play, comes out from behind this great black curtain and drags him back to the other side. The women are on their feet and they’re firing the silk hankies onto the stage, silk hankies all misty-wet with women’s tears are raining down, and the house is in uproar; cunt gets a standing ovation. It’s only later we find out he had died. He had taken himself a heart attack and died there on the spot. What a performance. Nobody will ever forget it.

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