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Kieran Wright watched as his sisters left the living room in obedience to their father’s command. He could hear them whispering, and knew they were wondering what was going on and what sort of trouble he was in, but he couldn’t make out exactly what they were saying.
He wanted to snap at them to stop their whispering, he hated the way girls huddled together and whispered, but knew better, doing so would only make his father angrier than he already was.
“Right, now the girls are out of the way,” Glen Wright said, leaning forwards. “D’you want to tell me what happened here this morning? What was Oliver Ryder doing here, and why was he hurting your sisters?” he asked angrily. “How could you let that i***t hurt your little sister?”
“I didn’t let him,” Kieran protested. “I didn’t let him
