Cleary = Fire Ice Patrick = Spot

Chapter 24:

"Stay here Cleary, you cant go with Patrick today. You have to start your lessons." Spot looked at his younger sister then back at his mother.

"Mother she's still really young she doesn't need any lesson. I promised her Mother." Their Mother shook her head and grabbed Fire's arm.

"Please Mother. I really want to go with Sp.." Spot gave Fire a look and shook his head. "Patrick." You could hear Fire complaining all the way to the study. Their father came down the stairs and herd Fire.

"That girl is the most annoying thing on the earth. Patrick what is she complaining about?" Their father was a tall and broad man. He looked like a fat Spot.

"She doesn't want to take her lessons Sir. It's all my fault though I promised her she could hang out with me today. I had a fun day planned." Mr. Conlon put a hand on Spots shoulder.

"Never blame yourself. Your sister, if your not embarrassed to call her that, is a huge pain to this family. Why she was born I will never know. It was better off with just the six boys. Nope then we had to have annoying girl. Hopefully if I can find a guy that can stand her more then fifteen seconds to marry her when she's fifteen and get her out of my hair." Spot looked up at his father he knew what was coming. "I think its time for a little beating, don't you?" Mr. Conlon looked at his son waiting for answer.

"Yes Sir," Spot whispered. Mr. Conlon walked off towards the study. About five minutes later Mrs. Conlon came out of the room and you herd Fire scream. Spot's other five brother came out form all different rooms of the house and the whole family stood together staring at the door.

"What she do now?" Shamus asked his mother. Shamus was the oldest of all the children he was around eighteen.

"She absolutely nothing except act like we all did when we had lessons! We never got beaten! She's not allowed to be a child is she?! One day he's gonna kill her! His beatings get worse and worse. Do you know why?! He wishes she wasn't alive! He doesn't want her here! So when we are burring her if we do burry her! There probably would be no funeral! Dad has made you all believe she is a terrible child! She's not! She's eight years old!" Spot yelled over Fire's cry's of pain.

"Darling.." Mrs. Conlon started.

"Just be quiet and listen to your daughter cry." Mrs. Conlon looked towards the door again. What was she suppose to do she couldn't stop her husband. "We'll send her away. To get her away from this. Send her to a school. She wont have to deal with her father anymore. Don't tell her. I know she isn't going to like the idea, but it will be good for her." Spot looked at his mom and smiled. The door to the study opened.

"That girl is seeming to get weaker and weaker by the day. " Mr. Conlon laughed. Mrs. Conlon and her sons waked into the study. Fire sat on the floor near the fire holding her arm. Spot bent down and took her arm. There was a huge burn on her arm from her wrist to her elbow. Fire was bleeding from above her eyebrow, nose, lip, and the arm with the burn. Mrs. Conlon knelt down next to Fire and hugged her. Fire looked at Spot questionably. Spot just smiled and patted her on the back.

"James call a doctor. Shamus your gonna take her okay." James rushed out of the room on his mothers command. James was the second to oldest the age of sixteen. Shamus picked Fire up.

"Its okay Cleary. Your gonna be okay." Shamus held her close and started out the door.

Spot watched as Dolly climbed threw the window. Some how she was starting to remind him of Fire. Maybe since Fore was gone she felt a need to replace her. Fire ad Dolly made one person. Now there was only half a person. Spot watched as Dolly put her long blonde hair behind her ear. How did those two make it? They are so unlike each other. You think fire would have killed Dolly. Fire also got herself into a lot of trouble it sounded. How did Dolly get he rout of it? Spot thought as Dolly sat down on the bed next to Loons and started talking to Loons. Spot started towards Dolly but Race grabbed his arm.

"Leave her alone. She's taking this Fire thing really hard. The last thing she needs is for the brother of Fire to talk to her. We all know you didn't like Fire." Race walked away before Spot could hit him.

"I don't hate her, Spot whispered.