Chapters (75)
- Cover
- Praise
- About the Author
- Title Page
- Intoroduction
- ONE
- TWO
- THREE
- FOUR
- FIVE
- SIX
- SEVEN
- EITHT
- NINE
- TEN
- ELEVEN
- TWELVE
- THIRTEEN
- FOURTEEN
- FIFTEEN
- SIXTEEN
- SEVENTEEN
- EIGHTEEN
- NINETEEN
- TWENTY
- TWENTY-ONE
- TWENTY-TWO
- TWENTY-THREE
- TWENTY-FOUR
- TWENTY-FIVE
- TWENTY-SIX
- TWENTY-SEVEN
- TWENTY-EIGHT
- TWENTY-NINE
- THIRTY
- THIRTY-ONE
- THIRTY-TWO
- THIRTY-THREE
- THIRTY-FOUR
- THIRTY-FIVE
- THIRTY-SIX
- THIRTY-SEVEN
- THIRTY-EIGHT
- THIRTY-NINE
- FORTY
- FORTY-ONE
- FORTY-TWO
- FORTY-THREE
- FORTY-FOUR
- FORTY-FIVE
- FORTY-SIX
- FORTY-SEVEN
- FORTY-EIGHT
- FORTY-NINE
- FIFTY
- FIFTY-ONE
- FIFTY-TWO
- FIFTY-THREE
- FIFTY-FOUR
- FIFTY-FIVE
- FIFTY-SIX
- FIFTY-SEVEN
- FIFTY-EIGHT
- FIFTY-NINE
- SIXTY
- SIXTY-ONE
- SIXTY-TWO
- SIXTY-THREE
- SIXTY-FOUR
- SIXTY-FIVE
- SIXTY-SIX
- SIXTY-SEVEN
- ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
- CLIMATE EMERGENCY
- Copyright
Dana turns away again. ‘Look. My dad was a bad guy. He was horrible to my mum, and to me. Not just the putting me down the well thing. He used to knock Mum about a bit, and then he’d apologise by being overly nice to me, playing with me, giving me treats, trips out. If he could see Mum wasn’t responding, he’d drop me like a stone. Literally, sometimes. That’s why she likes Carl so much – he’s protective, see? Or that’s what she thinks. He was protective of us after Dad left, especially after he got kicked out of the army.’
‘I thought they discharged him; he wanted to go back but they wouldn’t let him back in.’
‘Kind of. But that’s not completely true. He got done for some nasty stuff just after he left the hospital. Him and some others waited around outside a mosque until a youth group finished, then they attacked a few of the kids. Teenagers. Our age. With baseball bats. Technically he was just a bystander. That’s what he told the judge. Didn’t hurt anyone, couldn’t hold a bat because of the injuries, just watched the others and couldn’t get away as quickly. The judge believed him. So he only got a caution for it. But after that there was some drugs stuff as well. The army would’ve had him back before all that, not front-line, just support stuff, but the drugs got him kicked out. In disgrace.’
I scrape the worm off the fork with my toe, suddenly sorry. I cover it with the next turn of earth.
‘Whenever he was on leave, right from when he first signed up, Carl was always coming over and looking in on us. This was just after Dad left. Like I said, Mum’s and Carl’s families go way back. I guess he sees my mum as like an older sister. He’d always talk to me too, bring me magazines and stuff. I was ten when he went on his first tour and Mum would make me write to him out there. We sent homemade cards at Christmas, recorded videos for when he could get to his emails. He always sent Mum pictures of the letters and cards when they arrived. I used to feel really proud, my drawings stuck up in a tent in a desert somewhere, helping somehow. He really was a good soldier, you know. He told us about his promotions every time he came home, what they were teaching him to do with computers.’
Dana stands up, shivers, picks up her spade and leans into the ground again, neatening the lawn’s edges.