Chapters (7)
At work. Make your favourite sub. Ready in case you come by. With extra cheese in case you…
SQUID goes.
We hear a fight, windows smashing, things being thrown, screaming, then sirens.
TAMARA: Leanne comes over stands at the door tells Laurence she’s leaving and that’s the end of taking me on the weekends and the end of the money.
He goes apeshit—lashes out—goes mental.
Breaks things says things breaks things windows and shit throws stuff slams up Johan’s car he’s just sitting in it waiting for her to drop her bombs.
Windscreen smashes glass showers all over everything.
Front door off its hinges.
People up the street come down—stare at it all happening.
Me saying frig off don’t need youse all lookin’.
Mum screaming one minute sobbing the next. Sirens.
Josie from two doors up putting her arm round me pulling me into her sitting room making tea saying I should stay inside for a while till it settles down but I can hear everything anyway the smashing and Dad yelling and Johan shouting and Mum screaming all of them at once and then nothing but sirens. Police come.
They can tell what happened all they see is broken glass and blood on the wall in the hall on Mum’s white dress.
Police take Dad away.
What if they lock him up? It wasn’t his fault that’s all and when I was… I don’t want them to take me ’cause…
This is shit. Will they take me? This has happened before and they took me.
Not his fault. He needs me. Dad, he…
Quiet in the street now. Jerry on his porch looks the other way—front door hanging. Don’t shut properly. Won’t lock.
Silent inside the house. Nothing. Dad’s string thing broken with everything else.
Don’t know where Dad is.
He needs me. Dad needs me. But when I ask where he is if he’s still at the cops—
no-one says nothing.
TAMARA listens to her iPod.
SQUID, elsewhere does the same. He goes.
Dad messages me… he’s at the hospital.
I go to see him. Maybe bring him home.
He looks pale, sick. I say you going to be alright Dad? ’Cause I do. I do. I do. Love him. He’s sick. He looks really… but he tells me these are just cuts and bruises from…
The bell rings.
Nurse says she wants to talk to me about Dad.
I don’t want to hear it but she says it anyway and I’m thinking how long is it Dad—how long is it that he has known that he has had it and she says—nobody knows how long he’s had it but he just found out as well. Ten things in my head crash hard red glass smashes everywhere, ice, blood everywhere. She says your dad has HIV.
Dad’s got AIDS.