Chapters (48)
- Cover
- THEFEUD
- Dedication
- ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
- PROLOGUE
- ONE
- TWO
- THREE
- FOUR
- FIVE
- SIX
- SEVEN
- EIGHT
- 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
Not wanting to be a spoilsport, Jessica had little choice. Peering down at the two little funny faces, she smiled as they both licked her hands. ‘Aw, they are sweet. What are you going to call them?’ she asked the twins.
‘What about calling one Buster? That’s a good name for a dog,’ Eddie spouted.
‘I like Bruno,’ Frankie said immediately.
‘I don’t mind mine being called Buster, Dad. You did buy them for us,’ Joey said gratefully.
Eddie ruffled his son’s hair. ‘That’s sorted then. Let me have a shower and some breakfast and then we’ll take a drive down to the pet shop. We’ll buy them a bed and some toys. I’ve brought ’em some food already.’
Jessica smiled at the twins. ‘Bring Buster and Bruno inside and you can open your other presents,’ she said.
The rest of the day passed by in a happy bubble. The twins were thrilled with the acid-washed denims Jessica had brought them and excitedly pocketed the £200 each that was in their cards. Frankie and Joey had begged their dad for mobile phones and couldn’t believe their luck when they received one each.
Jessica cooked spaghetti bolognese for dinner, the twins’ favourite. By teatime, Buster and Bruno were flaked out in their doggy beds, looking pleased with their new surroundings.
At six o’clock, Frankie elbowed Joey. They were meant to be going out at eight and needed to get their arses in gear. ‘Mum, Dad. Is it OK if we stay round our friend’s tonight? We told you we’re going to the pub in Rainham, didn’t we? Well, Stacey said we can go back to hers and stay there after,’ Frankie asked politely.
‘No, you’re lucky you’re allowed to go to the pub. You can come home at twelve,’ Jessica said sternly.
Frankie poked Joey. ‘But, Mum, we are sixteen now. Dad has already charged our mobile phones and we’ll carry them with us,’ Joey said, doing his bit for once. He had arranged to meet Dominic later and, along with Frankie, they were going to a rave, then planned to stay in a nearby hotel.
‘Say something, Eddie. They’ve only just got them dogs and already they want to leave us to look after them.’
Eddie shrugged. He would never let Frankie stay out all night alone, but Joey wasn’t exactly a wild one, and he knew he would look after his sister. ‘If you stay out, I want you back here by eight in the morning. I also want you to ring home when you’re in safely from the pub. I know everyone around this area and if I find out either of you were drunk, you’re grounded,’ Eddie told them.