“What happened to your face?” ma screams at me as I walk in the door.
“Nuthin’ Ma, don’t worry about it” I mutter as I walk out of the room and slam the door.
I go straight to Mickey’s room. As soon as I walk in his wee eyes light up and he claps his hands.
I sit down, give him a hug and put my arm around him.
“Alright mate? How was your day?” He smiles at me with that big goofy smile of his and I start to cry.
How can those bastards say those things about him?