Our house was quite large, ok, it was fucking huge, with a long rolling garden that only ended where the beach began, dad had bought it when he and mum were first married, they'd struggled for years with the mortgage, but dad had fought his way to the very top in his company and he'd reaped the rewards, the house was long since paid for and he'd refused several offers from the borough council to buy back the only section of private beach on the whole sea front.It wasn't fenced off but only because it wasn't necessary, the rocks at either side of our section of beach did the job for us, if anyone was there when the tide came in, they stayed there or asked to leave through our garden, but several notices informed would be trespassers that it was privately owned and by and large people respected our privacy.I'd started to build a small wall at the bottom of the garden purely to keep the sand off our lawns, so I spent a couple of hours toiling away under the hot sun before going back up. Stepping out of the hall, I hear mums voice pipe up harshly “Where the hell have you been?” I’m not surprised by the lack of love in her voice. She says I ruined her figure and made my Dad leave us. I used to come back with a smart reply about how many calories there are in a 70cl bottle of Vodka, until I grew fed up of having to stay home from school to allow my bruises to fade away. I sigh inwardly and rattle the bottles together as I step towards the settee, two hunched forms are curled up and unmoving. The dark haired male is Jay, mums boyfriend, he grunts at me “Table.” I slowly place the bottles in front of their respective owners and remove the two empty ones. Next I go over to the kitchen cupboard and retrieve two tumblers and set them down on the coffee table as well. “Shall I pour…?” “Yes” comes the harsh answer. Clink-glug-glug-clink-glug-glug. With the accuracy of a bar maid I pour 2 generous quadruple measures. Looking at the clock I see that it’s 8pm, time to pop over.
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