Shawn's Law by Renae Kaye

Author:Renae Kaye [Kaye, Renae]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, pdf
Published: 2015-02-21T00:00:00+00:00

Ten

Harley

Self-reflection.

MY DAD taught me that I shouldn’t be afraid of my emotions and that men are allowed to cry. He’d told me many times about my first day at school. We were living outside of Manjimup while Dad worked as a casual hand on a potato farm. In those days, Manjee (as the locals call her) was a small country town, and the school had about a hundred and fifty kids. My brothers had caught the bus to school each day for years, so I was excited to finally get to go with them. Dad drove us to school that morning, instead, because it was my first day. Apparently I waved good-bye to him and never turned back, eager to get in my classroom and be a big boy.

Dad always told me he’d gone home and cried the entire day. Mrs. Eatts, whose family owned the farm where we lived, confirms the story.

When Shawn left me that afternoon, I felt like crying too. I mean, it wasn’t his fault he had to leave so abruptly, but it felt like there were so many things unsaid between the two of us, and so many things still to iron out. I can remember feeling a little peeved that there were others who needed him more than I did. Then I felt peeved at feeling peeved at such a petty thing.

We were lying on the bed, still sticky and tired from our exertions, when Shawn’s phone rang in his pants pocket. Unfortunately his pants were still near the front door, so I jumped up to grab his phone for him, grinning slightly at the twinge in my arse, which told me I’d been fucked well and good. It’s a feeling I can’t really describe, but it’s a discomfort that I love having, because it reminds me of what’s just happened.

I found his phone, saw that it was Lisa calling, and swiped at the screen, putting her on speakerphone so Shawn could hear.

“Hey, Lisa. It’s Harley. You’re on speakerphone—”

“Oh, thank goodness, Harley. I need Shawn to come home right away. I’m really sorry to bust up your big make-up session, but I’m having a bit of a crisis here and—”

“It’s okay, Lisa,” I soothed. “What’s wrong?” Shawn had already rolled off the bed and was squinting around the room trying to find where he’d put his glasses while pulling on his shoes.

“Just send Shawn, please? Mum’s condom dolly broke, and now there’s water all over the lounge. And while I was cleaning it up, the boys got into a fight and Vinnie hit Zek, so Zek bit Vinnie, so Vinnie bit him back. And now the boys have bite marks all up and down their arms. And while I was sorting that out, Mum decided that throwing a golf ball in the house was a good idea, and threw it to Izzy, and she missed, and the mirror in the lounge room smashed. Then Mum tried to pick up the glass, and cut herself.

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