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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

We stood there looking at each other for a bit. Then I went in and closed the patio door. My dad didn’t say anything because he knew why I was there. I knew what his first thought was so I told him. Mam didn’t send me, Dad, and she doesn’t know I’m here.

He gave me a look like a hurt dog. Like The Dog gives me when I shout at him, or there’s shouting in the house. He hates arguments. So that started me crying. I couldn’t stop and I put my hands over my face. And after a bit I felt his arms around me. Idk when he last put his arms around me, maybe I was a baby. We stood there like that, not saying anything, and all the while I knew Serena was watching me to see how it’s done. After a while my dad said, If I come home what will your mam say?

I don’t know.

I don’t either.

She was ringing you like crazy the first two days but you never answered.

I needed to work things out.

So what did you work out, Dad?

He stepped away from me. I wasn’t crying now. He was staring at the window. I saw Holly sitting with her back turned and Serena staring straight in. Jason Clancy was texting Holly for a date. She got eleven texts in four days. I just knew she was replying to another one. She had that pissed-off texting look to her shoulders. Jason is a one hundred per cent langer. Even Holly sees that.

That Serena has no manners, he said.

What did you work out, Dad?

Nothing.

I said, Can we have a cup of tea? We came straight from school.

How did you know I was here?

Is this the only house we own here?

He waved to Holly and Serena. He opened the patio door for them. Want a cup of tea, girls? I have biscuits.

Yes please, Mr Regan, Serena said, smiling like fucking the devil Annabelle the doll in The Conjuring. They came in.

My friend Serena, all sweetness and light. Miss Sweetie herself. FFS.

Tea and biscuits, my dad said, and then I’ll drive you home.

Serena brushed against him as she came in and then looked up at him and smiled and said, Sorry, Mr Regan.

My dad looked at me. He knew I saw. She makes me sick.

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