55. I didn’t want to go back down. I didn’t want to see her telegraphing me with her Joan Crawford eyes but he was shouting Help, help, help ye fucking bastards, so we had to. I told Greta to stand back. I wouldn’t look at Attracta. I kept my eyes on the holly bush beside her. I kicked at a weed. I saw her shoe, lying bruised & pointed. He looked at me looking. Go down to Mooney’s yard & tell them to call the Guards. Greta wanted to go with me because she knew I’d have to pass the Travellers caravan but he held her back. Johnny’s well able for it, he said. That fella’s able for anything.
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