Anyway, I’m alive.
I don’t want Darling White in this family.
I’ve tried to do us all a favour, give her the stinky fags she craves. Everybody would win that way. If Dad had caught her smoking, that would have caused a total shitstorm, or at least made him wonder about her. Much better than me grassing her up, which she would have soon wriggled out of.
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