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I passed Enid's father on the stairs of the flats gave him an icy glare he was ****** so didn't care he went down and I went up he was whistling some song I knew he was a prat but what was wrong? later that day I met Enid in the greengrocer shop in Meadow Row getting potatoes and greens for my mother not to forget carrots which I almost did she came in the shop in her faded red dress her hair in a mess red marks on her arm one eye closing as if half dozing what did you want young girlie? the greengrocer asked her she gave him a list and he sorted it out I carried my bag to the door I saw your old man earlier I said gave him an icy glare she looked at me then at the carrots orange and raw then at the door didn’t say anything did you? she asked no I kept shtum would have done if I didn't think he'd take it out on you I said is this 3 pounds of spuds? the greengrocer asked can't make out the figure writ she gazed at the piece of paper and said yes 3 I think and off he went shoulders stooping head bent what happened this time? I asked what did he do? he said I slept in too late or spoke out of turn Enid replied belted me thumped me then I cried the greengrocer filled the small bag she held in her small hands and took her coins and gave her change deep inside a child wept near to me but out of range.
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Jun 10, 2014
Jun 10, 2014 at 9:13 AM UTC
PASSING ENID'S FATHER.
I passed Enid's father on the stairs of the flats gave him an icy glare he was ****** so didn't care he went down and I went up he was whistling some song I knew he was a prat but what was wrong? later that day I met Enid in the greengrocer shop in Meadow Row getting potatoes and greens for my mother not to forget carrots which I almost did she came in the shop in her faded red dress her hair in a mess red marks on her arm one eye closing as if half dozing what did you want young girlie? the greengrocer asked her she gave him a list and he sorted it out I carried my bag to the door I saw your old man earlier I said gave him an icy glare she looked at me then at the carrots orange and raw then at the door didn’t say anything did you? she asked no I kept shtum would have done if I didn't think he'd take it out on you I said is this 3 pounds of spuds? the greengrocer asked can't make out the figure writ she gazed at the piece of paper and said yes 3 I think and off he went shoulders stooping head bent what happened this time? I asked what did he do? he said I slept in too late or spoke out of turn Enid replied belted me thumped me then I cried the greengrocer filled the small bag she held in her small hands and took her coins and gave her change deep inside a child wept near to me but out of range.
A BOY AND GIRL IN 1950S LONDON AND HER ABUSIVE FATHER.
terry-collett
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Jun 10, 2014
Jun 10, 2014 at 9:13 AM UTC
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