”He was absolutely plastered. “Only nineteen and easily our most brilliant and beautiful girl rider, and voted Sports Personality of the Year in 1979. But despite repeated shots of morphine, he had never known such agony. Fen lay in bed with Lester, the teddy bear, slumped beside her, listening to the rain irritably drumming on the roof of the lorry.
I couldn’t face all my step-parents muscling in on the act. “Get him out of here,” she screamed hysterically. ”He threw the knife down so it fell across Fen’s red wine stain, giving an illusion of spilt blood, then limped out of the restaurant. ”Billy stopped the car.
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