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  1. Cover
  2. By the same author
  3. SUZY SUZY
  4. Copyright
  5. Contents
  6. Glossary of Dialect Terms
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  89. About William Wall
  90. An Invitation from the Publisher

And then he went to a point-to-point meeting. I was meant to go but I got a cold and stayed at home. My mam was at work. And at the point-to-point meeting Dad met Dan Kelleher and they had an argument. My dad accused Kelleher of taking a finder’s fee. Then he went for a drink with some friends and drove home. He went straight to bed. Then I was really scared. Like my dad never goes to bed before midnight. My mam refused to check him out. She said he needed to sleep. He was tired. He had a tiring day. I went upstairs myself but I could hear him snoring so I didn’t go in. Later I heard him in the toilet. I went to my room because I could hear better from there. He came out of the toilet and went back to bed. An hour later I heard him in there again. He flushed twice. I heard him coughing. Then he went back to bed and soon I heard him snoring. By then it was eleven o’clock at night. I heard my mam coming upstairs. She usually goes to bed at eleven. It takes her half an hour to take her make-up off and everything. Their bathroom is en-suite but my dad prefers to use the main one. I heard them talking. Then it was silence. I did not fall asleep. I sat on my bed reading until after one o’clock, then I lay down reading. About three o’clock I woke to hear the toilet flushing again. I knew it was my dad. I got up and went to my door. I looked out and saw him going into the bedroom. I saw that my mam was awake. The light was on and she was sitting up. I closed the door again because, whatever was happening, it was too much. I heard them talking. I could not hear what they were saying but not being able to hear pissed me off so much. I put my earphones in and listened to Beyoncé. I like deeply hate Beyoncé but I paid for the album. I fell asleep listening to ‘Pretty Hurts’.

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And in the morning he was fine. He was a bit paler than yesterday. He had his breakfast. Did we keep you awake last night? Nope, I just couldn’t sleep. Don’t be worried. I’m not. I’m fine. I know, Dad.

He was irritable though. Turn off that radio, Suzy.

It was a report on the trial thingy. The guy who groomed the suicide ideation woman. It was so fucking weird. Like Five Hundred Shades of Grey. Five thousand even.

How can I digest my breakfast with that stuff going on? It would put you off your food.