“We know her very well,” said mum. “She sort of lives here…”
Dad looked very puzzled indeed. “What do you mean ‘sort of lives here’?”
I decided to grasp the bull by the horns, rightly or wrongly. I just had to do it. I plucked up courage and blurted out: “It’s me dad. That girl is ME.”
Dad rocked back in his chair and mum gave him another drink. “You?”
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