?Come on,? she said, leading me upstairs. ?My mom won’t be home until Sunday, and only my sister is watching after me.? At this she giggled. ?Tanya�...�s probably in her room, high as a fucking flagpole and about as conscious.? One of the doors we passed in the upstairs hall was the source of the smoky smell. A steady rumble of music emanated from it like a distant train crash. Kelly’s room was adjacent to it.Once inside, Kelly turned from a friend showing another friend her home to my Mistress.. Her voice came over the machine: ‘Hi daddy, just wanted to know if you’re coming over for dinner tomorrow. Mike was wondering if you could help her with the crap car.’ Michelle, (Mike for short) was his daughter’s partner. Last summer she showed up in a beaten ’86 Honda. Linden once referred to it as the ‘crap car’ and the title somehow stuck. It was like their private joke. A tear escaped his eye, slowly at first, then faster like leaks springing in a dam. ‘Well daddy, give me a call…I love. More

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