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Saturday drags I stay in all day A few of my mates call and ask me to come meet up, but I tell the about h it off like it’s no big deal

Dad takes us out to a Chinese restaurant for dinner Mum dresses up and slaps makeup over her bruise She and Dad share a couple of bottles of wine He lets riet used to it"

Dad’s polite as he can be to the staff Funny how he doesn’t have a proble hirub comes fro that out to hiain

Muuard the fort at hoives me a fiver and tells me to treat rins I grin back The aggro of yesterday isn’t forgotten by any of us, but wein the past We’d have burned out long ago if we held grudges

I watch a filo to bed late I don’t hear the old pair coet up abouton a Sunday roast We’re a bit stiff with each other It always takes us a while to return to normal after Dad loses his temper We’re both eover but he still es to polish off his plate He loves roasts, never leavesthat’s the only way to co but he doesn’t saya headache

"That was nice," I ot dessert for later," Mum smiles "Pavlova Your favorite"

It’s actually Dad’s favorite, but I don’tbetter The air doesn’t feel so tight around me now

Dad watches soccer in the afternoon I watch so comments about Premiership players and how they’re overpaid priuaranteed to set hirunts, wincing every now and then, rubbing his head as if that will o away

Some of Mu about her face, don’t even ask if she had an accident They start chirping about what happened at the War Museuain They retreat to the kitchen and carry on in whispers

I go tohe won’t have heard about the museum No such luck

"I hear you’re London’s newest superhero," he chuckles

"Get stuffed"