Or just yank them off, pull them off, take them off with his teeth, whatever.It was a bit of a forlorn hope though because Benny was way out of my lea...ue even with his new ex-con status and I knew he'd bounce back in no time.He wanted to stay with me because he had become entangled with some half assed criminal organisation who he paid for protection while he was in jail. They regarded him as a 'Money Man' and every crim knows that Money Men skim and they always have a stash somewhere. He had. The horses and coach missed me by inches, so close the sack of cheeses slung over my shoulder was ripped open and the contents sent rolling and bumping down the gully. The coach hurtled past me as I lay crouched in the ditch, and I glimpsed the death's-head insignia on the door, and a white face, eyes glittering with hate, at the window. The evil emanating from those eyes made me shudder. The coach disappeared, and bird song recommenced. Apart from the fact I was lying dishevelled in a ditch,. No, what wowed me was that she seemed free. Free of all the things I'd come to school with-- the need to dress up like every day was a job interview (which, to Mother's mind, it was), to impress boys, to be somebody I didn't know if I wanted to be.She looked up at me. "Can I help you?" Yes, I'm looking for a book on a French philosopher-- it's something like Fooko or Fuckall--" Feuh-kohhh," she said, trailing the last syllable out."Right," I said.Then she kind of smirked at me and said "I'll. Allan finally stepped back and looked at Justin but didn’t let him go, “I’m so proud of you son for looking after your brothers and sisters.”The tears in Justin’s eyes fell. His father couldn’t have said anything better to him if he had tried. Over the last nearly four years, he often had doubts that he was doing the right thing taking them all in. But to hear his father praise him for doing so, made it all worthwhile.Justin wiped his face and introduced the kids to their real dad. Allan hugged.