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“Fig,” Mam quickly interjected. “Couldn’t give a flying fig, Aoife.”
“One of those, too,” I shot back with a smirk. “He can go to hell.”
“Well good,” Dad said with a supportive nod. “He was a right little bollox, Trish, wasn’t he?”
Mam laughed. “He was a bit of one, alright, Tony.”
“A right uppity little fucker.”
“Sure what would you expect from a Garda superintendent’s son?”
“That’s true, love. To be honest, it used to stand the hair on the back of my neck when you’d bring him over to the house,” Dad admitted with a rueful expression. “I was afraid of my life that you would take him into the shed and expose me.”
“Ah, here now, Tony,” Mam chuckled. “I doubt the Gards would come knocking on the door over a few bottles of home-brewed Poitín.”
“You’d never know, love,” Dad mumbled. “You’d never know.”
“So, any new love interests, sister dearest?” Kev asked when he returned a moment later with a bowl of cereal. “Any short-tempered, would-be mechanics in your sights?”
“What’s that now?” Mam’s ears pricked up. “You’ve got a new boyfriend already?”
“Yes,” Kev mused. “She sure does, Mam.”
“No, I don’t,” I bit out, resisting the homicidal urge I had to throttle my brother. “Kev’s just being a little shit stirrer.”
“Oh, come on,” he laughed. “It’s so obvious.”
“What is?”
“Nothing,” I strangled out.
“Aoife and Joey.”
“Kevin!” I hissed, red-faced. Joey and I were trying to be discreet, and up until now, I thought we had been doing a great job. Apparently, nothing got past my brother, though.
Nosey fucker.
“Joey?” Dad’s eyes widened. “My Joey?”
“I think that you’ll find he’s more Aoife’s Joey than yours, Dad,” my brother sneered. “At least, that’s what I’ve heard at school.”
Oh, you are a dead man.
“Those rumors are a bunch of crap,” I choked out, lying through my teeth. “And you being my brother should know better than to believe them.”
“What rumors?” Both Mam and Dad asked in unison.
“There was a fight,” I blurted out of nowhere.
“A fight?” Dad’s frown matched my brother’s. “What fight?”
I looked to Kev to help me, but he came up with an empty shrug.
So much for twins being able to read each other’s mind.
My one was a dud.
Thinking on the spot, I quickly reeled off what I hoped was a generic, watered-down version of the truth. “It happened a while back. Remember that black eye I got after Christmas? Well, it didn’t happen from falling off Casey’s rollerblades like I told you guys.”
