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The news came first thing New Year's day. It weren't my fault, either - it was Tom down the road who set them onto us, with his night down the local, drinking more'n he ought. The cops came knocking on our door first, mind, waking half the street, and you just knew half the road were peering out their windows, trying to work out what was up.
Our Mum got the got the door and Kelly and I were up in his room, trying to figure whether we should try and get me out the back. Wouldn't be hard, neither, out the window and over the back fence and gone afore anyone saw. They'd just come back, though, they always did, and I didn't fancy sleeping rough til they nabbed me. Done that before too and it weren't comfortable.
It was like some funeral in the end. Me being marched down the stairs with a cop on either side of me, and Mum and Kelly and the kids lined up the hall and along the landing watching like they wouldn't see me again. Twouldn't be that long.
Well, might be longer if I ever got my hands on that Tom.
Our Mum got the got the door and Kelly and I were up in his room, trying to figure whether we should try and get me out the back. Wouldn't be hard, neither, out the window and over the back fence and gone afore anyone saw. They'd just come back, though, they always did, and I didn't fancy sleeping rough til they nabbed me. Done that before too and it weren't comfortable.
It was like some funeral in the end. Me being marched down the stairs with a cop on either side of me, and Mum and Kelly and the kids lined up the hall and along the landing watching like they wouldn't see me again. Twouldn't be that long.
Well, might be longer if I ever got my hands on that Tom.