Chapter Ten
It was morning and the day of Katy's funeral. Sinead was awakened by an alarm clock; she opened her eyes with a little smile as she watched Kathleen-Angel get up. The little girl went over to a sleeping Bart; who was on the floor, in his sleeping bag.
Kathleen-Angel giggled as she jumped on him; waking him up.
Sinead switched the alarm clock off. She looked over at Bart; he groaned slightly. He watched the young child walk over to the door; she opened it.
"Kathleen-Angel come back here; everyone's sleeping" Bart told her though she never listened like most three-year olds.
He sighed; walking over to her. He took her hand and led her away from the door. He shut it; she started to cry because he wouldn't let het out. She kept hitting the door; he didn't know how to deal with children.
"You are not allowed out; that alarm clock wasn't even meant to go off" Bart told her as if she would understand.
Sinead laughed a little bit.
"Kathleen-Angel; do you want to play a game?" Sinead asked her; emerging out of the bed and onto the floor.
The young child stopped crying for a moment.
"I want mummy" Kathleen-Angel said; she was only a little girl so she didn't understand which is why she keeps asking for her mother.
Sinead looked around the room; she picked up a teddy bear which was behind her and passed it to the toddler; who grabbed it from her, walking towards the door. She dropped the teddy and opened the door again.
"Kathleen-Angel!" Bart called though the little girl was already out the room.
He heard her run across the hall and into one of the bedrooms. He sighed; having to chase her out the room much to Sinead's amusement. She leaned back against the bed; she knew what day it was today and it was going to be one of the hardest days she will ever have to face.
"She's a little brat when she wants to be" Bart told Sinead; as he re-entered with her yet again.
Sinead eyes widened.
"It's called being a kid" Sinead replied; he gritted his teeth before shutting the door.
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Tegan woke up to the sounds of Rose crying; she was quite good in the night. She only woke up once; all Fraser had to do was cradle her and she went back to sleep without waking up again.
"Rose; it's okay; mummy's here" Tegan spoke gently as she wandered over to her and picked her up.
She must be hungry as Tegan carried her outside. Fraser was still sleeping; he could sleep through a hurricane. She walked downstairs; it was empty. Leela was already in work and her mother and niece were sleeping still.
"Shell we make daddy breakfast?" Tegan cooed as she entered the kitchen.
She just liked to talk; she got out Rose's breakfast first. She sat down on the couch as Rose started to drink the milk from the bottle in little sips. Tegan was exhausted; she was still in the habit of staying up late. She was the same in school; which did result in her sleeping a lot on the desk. She only went into college and university to impress her parents. She has left now; as soon as she had Rose she quit. She was happy to get out of there. She has no job and likes to be the stereotypical stay-at-home mother.
"Oh look; it's all gone" Tegan said with a smile; she put the bottle on the side.
Placing Rose in the downstairs Moses basket. Before retreating to the kitchen again and getting out a bowl. She poured cereal and milk into the bowel; she also got out a glass and poured orange juice into it. She wandered into the living room with them and placed them on the table.
"Come on; let's wake daddy up" Tegan'' spoke; picking up Rose and walking back up the stairs.
She walked back into her bedroom; she knew he was going to be hard to wake. She placed Rose back in the pram. She picked up an empty plastic bottle and hit it against the chest of drawers. Fraser woke up with a fight; that was quite a loud sound.
"Bloody Hell Tegan" Fraser muttered under his breath; yawning slightly; he was still tired.
She sat on the edge of the bed; placing the bottle back on the side. He rubbed his eyes to wake himself up more.
"I made you breakfast; it's downstairs" Tegan informed him; she smiled as she slid her fingers through his hair.
He pulled away from her touch before getting up. He wasn't very happy about last night's arrangement. Since all his clothes were on the floor and wrecked at the Roscoe's; so he has to sleep in his normal clothes.
"Yeah? Did you also put my clothes out?" Fraser asked with sarcasm.
She tutted.
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A black cab arrived in the early hours of the morning; as an elderly woman stepped out of the car. She was 69 years old; she was the mother of one of the village residents. Her name was Eve Black. The mother of Fraser Black; she had him at eighteen years old. She looked over at the club with a frown.
"What on Earth?" Eve muttered under her breath; she talked to herself a lot of the time.
She walked closer to the club door; she tried to open it but it was firmly locked. She sighed; getting out her walking stick. Despite the fact she didn't need it; she only used it to gain sympathy.
"Excuse me; could you help me?" Eve asked; stopped Dodger in his tracks as he gave a small smile.
He walked over to her;wondering what she could need helping with. He didn't like seeing her on her own; he had no ideal that she was playing him for a fool. She laughed; grabbing onto his arm for support. Again; support she did not need.
"My son owns this club you see and I can't seem to open it; can you try and open it for me?" Eve asked.
Dodger gave a nervous laugh. He looked around; he did attempt to open it though he gave up on his first try.
"It's locked; I can't open it without a key" Dodger informed her with a helpless shrug.
She sighed; getting out a hair clip. She started to try to pick the lock. Dodger looking around as if he was her partner in crime. She managed to unlock it. Putting her hair clip back in her hair.
"I don't know why I didn't do that before" Eve told him; she patted his shoulder before entering the club.
He watched her enter.
"Will you be okay now?" Dodger asked her; he was still surprised that she did that.
She stood at the door still; wondering what to say. She looked at him; still thinking she was in her prime.
"I would be even better if you gave me a kiss" Eve told him; putting him in a very awkward position.
He didn't want to sound harsh.
"I don't think my girlfriend would be too pleased about that" Dodger nervously replied; he didn't even have a girlfriend.
Eve gave a smile.
"I hate her already" Eve replied before shutting the door on his face.
He stepped back slightly before walking away. He was laughing to himself slightly.
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