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Kai Bolton always used to look forward to Tuesdays and Thursdays. Those were the days he got to see his dad.
He still didn’t quite understand why Dad didn’t live with them any more. All he’d been told was that Dad was moving out and Uncle Tony was moving in. Mum and Dad didn’t like each other very much. He’d worked that much out. He wasn’t a kid any more. He was nine.
Mum used to moan at Dad all the time when he was still living with them. She used to call him lazy and useless, as well as some other words he couldn’t remember and some that’d got him in trouble for using at school. Dad wasn’t happy for ages, but now he was a lot better because he had Angela. Mum said he wasn’t allowed to call her Auntie Angela, and that was fine with him. He didn’t like Angela. She had a face that loo
