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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

‘Look, Joey, as much as I love you, I think I’m gonna have to move out anyway. Jed said I can live in his trailer with him on his dad’s land until he buys us somewhere of our own,’ Frankie told him.

Seeing her brother’s eyes well up, Frankie squeezed his hand. ‘Don’t get upset, Joey. I’ll only be five minutes away and you can come over whenever you want.’

‘Course you can,’ Jed chipped in. Frankie’s brother wasn’t his cup of tea. It was obvious the mush was as queer as a nine-bob note, but if Joey visiting made Frankie happy, then it was OK by him.

The thought of life indoors without Frankie was unbearable for Joey. ‘When are you thinking of moving out?’ he asked.

Frankie was adamant as she answered. ‘I’m gonna go home in the morning and tell Mum and Dad everything. If it all kicks off, which it’s bound to, then I’m going straight away. I’m sorry, Joey, but this is my life and if Mum and Dad can’t accept Jed or the baby, then I’m leaving tomorrow, for good.’

THIRTY-NINE

The following morning, Eddie woke up with a sore head, stiff neck and a mouth like a camel’s arse. He had spent the night at his salvage yard and had slept on the uncomfortable leather chair. Annoyed with himself for getting so drunk, he walked over to the sink, cupped some water in his hands and washed his face. He’d had the day from hell yesterday, but was now feeling guilty for taking it out on Jessica.

Spotting his car keys lying on the floor, Eddie turned the cabin upside down searching for his mobile. Gina would be ringing at some point today and he needed to find the bastard thing. With no joy, he ran out to his motor and was relieved to see it lying on the passenger seat. He tried to switch it on, but the bloody thing was dead. ‘You stupid fucking cunt,’ he said, cursing himself.

Still in a complete daze, Eddie nearly forgot to lock the Portakabin up, but remembered just in time. He needed to get home to sort things out with Jessica. Maybe Jimmy O’Hara had been winding him up, although he doubted it very much. Too cocksure of himself, O’Hara was, to be lying.

Eddie started the motor and glanced at his watch. Today would probably drag on forever, but at least by nightfall he should know the truth.

Jessica had lain awake all night and had got up at the crack of dawn. Neither Eddie nor Frankie had come home last night and she was worried sick about both of them. Not knowing what to do with herself, Jessica made Raymond a fry-up, then busied herself with the housework. In times of need, she always turned to her chores to help her; she found them therapeutic.