The Black Balloon Page #3

other people's houses!

Done!

How far did you get this time,

Donkey Dick?

Dad...

What?

You're just jealous you take after

your mother's side of the family.

How many times do I have to tell you,

woman? Bed!

You're over-reacting.

You're not to lift a finger,

I know my own body, darling.

Well excuse me.

You're the one that's pregnant

and has do what the doctor tells them!

Excuse me! You're the one who

wouldn't have a bloody vasectomy!

Rex told me not to have one.

Well Rex can go f*** himself.

Margaret. Bed.

Please.

What? What?

Monkey?

Where are Charlie's monkey ears?

Great. Don't tell me they're bloody lost!

You're name's sewn into them,

so they'll turn up.

Come on, well get you ready for school.

In your room. Charlie, in your room!

Come on! Where's your shirt?

Okay! Everyone in pairs!

Hi.

Hey.

Bucko! I think he's dead!

Nooooooo! For the love of God,

we've got to save it!

Don't you dare go dying on me!

That's enough!

Unless you two want to spend

your lunch hour on scab duty.

No, miss. Sorry miss.

Okay. When performing C.P.R.

We have to remember A-B-C.

Airway. Breathing and circulation.

So first up, open up the airway.

Put your hand on the person's forehead

and tilt it back.

Gently, Mr. Mollison!

Sorry, miss.

Okay. B is for breathing.

So check for it.

Put your face close to the person's mouth.

Okay, Caroline,

you don't have to kiss the dummy.

Slut.

Keep the airway open.

Look, listen and feel for breathing.

Okay. What channel?

Anything. I don't care.

I'm going mad cooped up in here.

Mum!

What? God, you're as bad as your father!

I only went across the road!

I had to get milk!

Mum! I'll get it!

Okay, okay. I'll just sit here then.

Charlie, get your finger out of your arse!

Jackie. Hi. Um...

I'll be back in one second. Okay?

Okay. Um, Charlie, go to your room.

Go to your room, Charlie.

Yes, yes, I know, I know.

I know it's a girl.

Wait, Charlie.

I'll give you a star.

Is it your father?

No, no. It's not!

Who is it then?

Um. Don't worry, mum.

It's someone from school.

Charlie! Sshh!

Are you going to let them in?

Yes, mum, I will. I'm helping

Charlie with something.

You can't just leave them standing there!

Charlie. I'll give you two stars.

Okay. Good boy.

Okay...

Hey, Jackie. Um...

Sorry I took so long.

It sounded like you were having

a party or something.

Ah, no, it's just um...

It's mum. She's just pregnant.

She makes a lot of noise and stuff.

Is your dad in the Army?

Yeah. Yeah, he is.

Did you have to move around a lot?

Well... Three primary schools.

This is my second high school. So...

You must miss your friends.

Yeah.

Hey, something a bit weird

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