![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() I knew I had to go back for their mother. The realization of what I'd done was hitting me hard, and the smell of alcohol wafting off the tiny child in my arms was bringing with it terrible fucking thoughts. When I told my parents what had happened, Dad instructed me to act normal with Shannon and her brothers while he went inside with Mam to call the GardaĆ. I was surprised at how I could remain so calm when I was having a nervous breakdown on the inside. I believed him, but I wished he didn't have to. "I'd do anything for you, Shannon like the river," Johnny replied gruffly, pulling me into his side. "Thank you," I croaked out, teeth chattering, as my heart thudded a rhythm of adoration for the boy standing in front of me. Trembling from head to toe, I climbed out of the car, feeling cold to the bone, and looked up at my boyfriend. "Score," Tadhg cheered as he shoved his door open and barreled out of the car, running into the house ahead of Ollie who was calling out, "Wait for me, Tadhg," as he chased after him. "Let's get you all warmed up." Glancing to Ollie and Tadhg, he said, "Come on, lads, my Ma's getting the ice-cream out for ye." ![]() "Come on, big man." Lifting my baby brother into his arms, Johnny held a hand out for me. ![]()
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