The Bendersons: Kidnapped at K7
“Sorry Mum, you do it. I am going,” I faltered watching her eyes turn into slits.
“Tam, you are not going to leave me on my own,” sneered Mum trying to fake tears running
down her face.
“Cut the crap, Mum. I am buggered and I am going. That is the last bus for today,” I said.
“Don’t you remember they changed the timetables Mum?”
“Oh yes you’re right, Tam. I’ll get my bag and we can do this cleaning tomorrow,” sighed