efter Snappy hid accused him ae being a morose pain in the arse, telling him tae stoap taking his frustration oot oan everywan who wis trying tae help oot wae the Senga situation.
“It’s no oor bloody fault!” Snappy hid snarled.
Since finding oot aboot the precarious situation regarding Senga and that flatmate ae hers, Johnboy hid never felt such hurt, pain, anxiety and helplessness in aw his life. Oan the previous Sunday night, straight efter she’d left the jail visiting room, he hidnae hid much ae a chance tae talk tae the rest ae The Mankys. Usually they wid’ve hid a chance ae a good chin-wag at recreation between hauf six and nine o’clock, bit that Sunday hid been the monthly film night doon in the dining hall. He could’ve bloody-well murdered Silent efter he found oot that it wis the barbers in Dumfries who goat tae choose the monthly films fur the year oot ae a big film catalogue. The film oan show hid been Clint Eastwood’s ‘Play Misty Fur Me.’ Everything hid been gaun fine and dandy until the bit where Roberta Flack started singing ‘The First Time Ever Ah Saw Yer Face.’ Johnboy hid wanted tae throw up. That hid been the song that wis played at Kate Simpson’s funeral in St Teresa’s Chapel across in Possil immediately efter Mrs Simpson hid stood up and publicly condemned they ugly sons ae hers, in front ae everywan, fur being the cause ae her eighteen-year-auld daughter’s suicide. Tam and Toby Simpson, alang wae a few ae their other bears, hid badly beaten up her boyfriend, Joe McManus, efter finding him in bed wae Kate oan her eighteenth birthday, a year or so before the basturts hid eventually gone oan tae stab Joe tae death ootside The Princes Bingo Hall in Gourlay Street, Springburn. The song in question hid been a birthday present fae Joe tae Kate. Johnboy hid been wae Joe the day he’d bought the single oot ae Woolworths. Memories ae Kate Simpson’s funeral and Johnboy’s feelings ae helplessness efter no being able tae influence Joe tae stoap gaun oot wae her, which wid’ve saved the baith ae them in the end, hid totally overwhelmed him sitting there in the semi-darkness. He’d suddenly stood up and gone across tae The Tormentor, arguably the maist hated screw in Dumfries, who’d been staunin across at the exit tae the dining hall and asked tae be taken back tae his cell.
“Why?” the stupid prick hid wanted tae know.
“Because Ah’m gonnae throw up aw o’er the place if ye don’t, starting wae that nicely pressed uniform yer wearing, that’s why.”
Efter being led back and locked up in his cell, he’d lain oan his lumpy horsehair mattress punishing and cursing himsel fur the rest ae the night fur no trying harder tae get Joe tae change his ways. If only…if only he’d put a bit mair effort in, then no only Joe, bit Kate Simpson hersel could’ve maybe still been alive. If only he’d persisted and ignored Joe telling him tae fuck aff every time he’d brought the touchy subject ae dumping the love ae Joe’s life, Kate Simpson, tae come back tae The Mankys where he belonged. If only pigs could fly. Wis he no jist kidding himsel oan? Could Johnboy…in fact, any ae The Mankys, hiv done mair? Whit if somewan didnae want tae change? Joe hid made it clear tae them aw that Kate Simpson wis worth dying fur.
“She’ll end up getting ye killed, so she will,” Tony hid warned Joe.
“Ach, well, better deid daeing whit Ah want, than walking aboot like a fucking dead zombie maist ae the time,” hid been wan ae Joe’s mair polite retorts.
Despite being sentenced tae fourteen years…the longest prison sentence ever handed doon tae a young offender under the age ae twenty wan in Scotland, the thought ae turning his back oan The Mankys, the only family he’d ever really felt comfortable wae since he wis a wee snapper, wis a daunting prospect. Did he really want tae change efter he’d promised that he’d gie up a life
“It’s no oor bloody fault!” Snappy hid snarled.
Since finding oot aboot the precarious situation regarding Senga and that flatmate ae hers, Johnboy hid never felt such hurt, pain, anxiety and helplessness in aw his life. Oan the previous Sunday night, straight efter she’d left the jail visiting room, he hidnae hid much ae a chance tae talk tae the rest ae The Mankys. Usually they wid’ve hid a chance ae a good chin-wag at recreation between hauf six and nine o’clock, bit that Sunday hid been the monthly film night doon in the dining hall. He could’ve bloody-well murdered Silent efter he found oot that it wis the barbers in Dumfries who goat tae choose the monthly films fur the year oot ae a big film catalogue. The film oan show hid been Clint Eastwood’s ‘Play Misty Fur Me.’ Everything hid been gaun fine and dandy until the bit where Roberta Flack started singing ‘The First Time Ever Ah Saw Yer Face.’ Johnboy hid wanted tae throw up. That hid been the song that wis played at Kate Simpson’s funeral in St Teresa’s Chapel across in Possil immediately efter Mrs Simpson hid stood up and publicly condemned they ugly sons ae hers, in front ae everywan, fur being the cause ae her eighteen-year-auld daughter’s suicide. Tam and Toby Simpson, alang wae a few ae their other bears, hid badly beaten up her boyfriend, Joe McManus, efter finding him in bed wae Kate oan her eighteenth birthday, a year or so before the basturts hid eventually gone oan tae stab Joe tae death ootside The Princes Bingo Hall in Gourlay Street, Springburn. The song in question hid been a birthday present fae Joe tae Kate. Johnboy hid been wae Joe the day he’d bought the single oot ae Woolworths. Memories ae Kate Simpson’s funeral and Johnboy’s feelings ae helplessness efter no being able tae influence Joe tae stoap gaun oot wae her, which wid’ve saved the baith ae them in the end, hid totally overwhelmed him sitting there in the semi-darkness. He’d suddenly stood up and gone across tae The Tormentor, arguably the maist hated screw in Dumfries, who’d been staunin across at the exit tae the dining hall and asked tae be taken back tae his cell.
“Why?” the stupid prick hid wanted tae know.
“Because Ah’m gonnae throw up aw o’er the place if ye don’t, starting wae that nicely pressed uniform yer wearing, that’s why.”
Efter being led back and locked up in his cell, he’d lain oan his lumpy horsehair mattress punishing and cursing himsel fur the rest ae the night fur no trying harder tae get Joe tae change his ways. If only…if only he’d put a bit mair effort in, then no only Joe, bit Kate Simpson hersel could’ve maybe still been alive. If only he’d persisted and ignored Joe telling him tae fuck aff every time he’d brought the touchy subject ae dumping the love ae Joe’s life, Kate Simpson, tae come back tae The Mankys where he belonged. If only pigs could fly. Wis he no jist kidding himsel oan? Could Johnboy…in fact, any ae The Mankys, hiv done mair? Whit if somewan didnae want tae change? Joe hid made it clear tae them aw that Kate Simpson wis worth dying fur.
“She’ll end up getting ye killed, so she will,” Tony hid warned Joe.
“Ach, well, better deid daeing whit Ah want, than walking aboot like a fucking dead zombie maist ae the time,” hid been wan ae Joe’s mair polite retorts.
Despite being sentenced tae fourteen years…the longest prison sentence ever handed doon tae a young offender under the age ae twenty wan in Scotland, the thought ae turning his back oan The Mankys, the only family he’d ever really felt comfortable wae since he wis a wee snapper, wis a daunting prospect. Did he really want tae change efter he’d promised that he’d gie up a life
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