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Автор: David Thomas
Издательство: HarperCollins
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       Tell Me Why, Mummy

      A little boy’s struggle to survive A mother’s shameful secret

      DAVID THOMAS

      To my children Molly, Nathan, and Danielle who have shown me the greatest pleasure of all is being a parent

      Contents

       Cover

       Title Page

       Chapter Five: Easy Access

       Chapter Six: Interlude

       Chapter Seven: Fair Game

       Part 2: Rage To Forget

       Chapter Eight: Teenage Blues

       Chapter Nine: Night-Runner

       Chapter Ten: Loose Cannon

       Chapter Eleven: Master Criminal

       Chapter Twelve: On The Scrapheap

       Part 3: Another Kind Of Memory

       Chapter Thirteen: Into The Fire

       Chapter Fourteen: Heartbreaker

       Chapter Fifteen: Down Memory Lane

       Chapter Sixteen: Sparks And Embers

       Epilogue

       Inspired by David's story?

       Acknowledgements

       About the Author

       Copyright

       About the Publisher

      I know she has been drinking again. I can hear her crashing around upstairs and then, suddenly, she’s in the kitchen. She can barely stand as she staggers through the door and gropes her way along the grubby kitchen cabinets, trying to get to me across the room.

      I’m playing with my bricks on the lino floor. She starts tottering towards me, falls over, and then tries to lie down next to me. She is completely naked, her eyes glazed and unfocused as she emits a low drunken moan.

      ‘David,’ she says, her voice alternating between an inaudible moan and a loud drunken shout, ‘come over here.’

      She doesn’t seem to realize that I am already close beside her. When she tells me to do something I always do it at once. I love to please her and I hate to displease her. If I don’t do as I’m told she may stop loving me. She won’t smack me or hurt me, but I think she will be angry. So I stand up and then sit down again, so that she can see that I am there, next to her.

      When she sees me near her, she looks up and pulls me down towards her. She then takes my hand and places it between her legs, which are spread wide open. It feels strange and I don’t understand why she’s doing this. She rubs my hand up and down between her legs and starts to moan again. She is sighing and keeps moving my hand inside her and then – I don’t know why or how – I start to realize that the loud moaning noises are not, as I first thought, signs of distress but of pleasure.

      As this dawns on me, and because she continues to moan, I take it that this game is good and so I’m happy to continue to do it as long as she wants to. She carries on rubbing herself with my hand for some time until she has had enough.

      Then she pushes my hand away and without saying a word, my mother picks up her bottle and staggers back across the kitchen to make her way upstairs, while I go back to playing with my bricks on the lino floor.

The Chosen One

       Living in the Shadows

      Most of the time you’re the best Mummy in the whole world. But then you change. You get angry and make me do things I don’t understand. Why do you want me to do those things? Please tell me why. Why can’t you make my dark Mummy go away? I’m afraid of her. Don’t you see what she does? Don’t you see what she makes me do? Why do you pretend you don’t know?

      I am only five but I’ve already got so many questions I can feel them pressing on my heart. Sometimes it’s hard to breathe. There aren’t any answers, just more questions. I don’t know if I will ever have the answers. All I know is that my questions are piling up inside me. I try to