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Chapters (48)
  1. Cover
  2. THEFEUD
  3. Dedication
  4. ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
  5. PROLOGUE
  6. ONE
  7. TWO
  8. THREE
  9. FOUR
  10. FIVE
  11. SIX
  12. SEVEN
  13. EIGHT
  14. NINE
  15. TEN
  16. ELEVEN
  17. TWELVE
  18. THIRTEEN
  19. FOURTEEN
  20. FIFTEEN
  21. SIXTEEN
  22. SEVENTEEN
  23. EIGHTEEN
  24. NINETEEN
  25. TWENTY
  26. TWENTY-ONE
  27. TWENTY-TWO
  28. TWENTY-THREE
  29. TWENTY-FOUR
  30. TWENTY-FIVE
  31. TWENTY-SIX
  32. TWENTY-SEVEN
  33. TWENTY-EIGHT
  34. TWENTY-NINE
  35. THIRTY
  36. THIRTY-ONE
  37. THIRTY-TWO
  38. THIRTY-THREE
  39. THIRTY-FOUR
  40. THIRTY-FIVE
  41. THIRTY-SIX
  42. THIRTY-SEVEN
  43. THIRTY-EIGHT
  44. THIRTY-NINE
  45. FORTY
  46. FORTY-ONE
  47. FORTY-TWO
  48. FORTY-THREE

‘Me too. Grandad Harry never seemed like a proper grandad. I don’t remember him hugging us or playing games with us, or anything, do you?’

Joey shook his head. ‘He was sort of invisible in our lives, so I doubt I’ll really miss him.’

‘So why did you do your dramatics and burst out crying earlier, then?’ Frankie teased.

‘I didn’t know what was going on. I thought something had happened to Dad and I hated seeing Mum so upset,’ Joey told her.

‘Joey, Frankie. What you doing? You’ll catch pneumonia out there,’ Jessica shouted.

‘Best we look upset again now for Mum and Dad’s sake,’ Jessica told her brother.

Joey smiled. ‘I can burst out crying again if you want. It’s probably a gay thing – you wouldn’t understand.’

Giggling at their own wit, the twins raced one another back to the house.

TWENTY-THREE

The TV crews and reporters started to arrive on Boxing Day morning and this infuriated Eddie. His father might have been a notorious villain, but he had always tried to keep Jessica and the kids out of the spotlight. ‘If them parasites think they’re camping outside my gates, they’ve got another fucking thing coming,’ he yelled.

‘Any chance of a lager or something?’ Ronny asked bluntly.

Eddie looked at his brother in disgust. Ronny had been that pissed last night, he’d slept in his wheelchair and shit himself. Now, at nine o’clock in the morning, he wanted to start all over again. Throwing Ronny a look that could kill, Eddie dragged Paulie out to the kitchen. ‘I’m gonna have to get Ronny out of the house. I had to wipe the cunt’s arse this morning while you were asleep. Take him home, do whatever you like with him, as long as he’s out of my face. He’s a fucking arsehole, spouting his mouth off like there’s no tomorrow and it ain’t fair on Jess and the kids.’

Paulie nodded. ‘I’ll take him home now. I dunno how we’re gonna get past the press though, they’re mob-handed out there.’

Eddie shrugged. ‘Just drive your car at the cunts, they’ll soon move out the way. Make sure Ronny keeps his trap shut. Take Reg with you, he can sit in the back with Ronny and keep him under control.’

Stanley got showered and sat watching his wife put her slap on. ‘I really think we should go home this morning, dear. Maybe we can take Frankie and Joey back with us for a couple of days. They shouldn’t be in this environment, it’s not right. I always knew our Jess shouldn’t have got involved with Eddie. Something like this was always bound to happen, and say there’s repercussions? I’m worried for Jess’ and the twins’ safety, I really am.’