CHAPTER 11
The morning had also arrived for Fiona, who, lying on her comfortable bed and overwhelmed by the strong sleep and tiredness of the day before, had not even been able to hear the high-pitched sound produced by the alarm clock, that annoying jingle that Fiona hated more than when Frank crawled home completely high and screwed, first point because by now she was also used to it and then also because that noise was really annoying.
The alarm clock, however, continued to ring incessantly, always making the same screeching sound as always, when a moan came from under the sheets and Fiona's arm went towards the shelf, giving a strong bang to the alarm and causing it to fall to the ground.
"Fuck!" - Fiona cursed silently, lifting the blankets from her face and then stretching her arm towards the ground again, reaching the alarm clock and tightening her grip on it, and again with her eyes half closed she tried to see what time it was
7:40, well quite late due to the fact that she would have to take Liam to headstart, and then go to work, and then try to get some forms to get the house back, or rather get a bunch of money to spend on the necessary forms for the regain of the house and then use the rest as a down payment to the company.
"Shit , shit , shit " - the girl continued to swear, waking Sean by her side too, as she got up abruptly from the bed, putting on her pants and at the same time choosing a clean shirt to wear, while Sean looked at her confused
"What you are doing?" the man asked, rubbing his eyes with his wrist, while Fiona tried to arrange her hair into a simple ponytail
"It's late, I have to take Liam to school and then, fuck I also forgot something at the old house and I have to go there before the new owners arrive!" - the girl quickly explained , arranging the last rebel locks with hairpins
"If you want I can take Liam to school and in the meantime you hurry that thing, I mean, it's not that it takes so long to get there, from here it comes even closer" - Sean offered, raising his head slightly and leaning forward towards Fiona, who turned to him smiling
"Would you really do it?" the girl repeated
"Why shouldn't I, at least you also gain more time to get there" - Sean affirmed, offering her a favor that Fiona would not have refused at all.
"how are you so awesome ?" - the girl smiled taking one of the sweater from the closet, when she felt her eyes get slightly moist and she started sobbing slightly
"Trial and error"
"Oh, goddamn, pregnancy hormones!" - she specified, quickly wiping her tears and smiling again
"Can't wait to get it sucked out" - - the girl started smiling again, placing her hands on the end of the mattress and leaving a quick kiss to his lips
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Frank in spite of everything was still set in the courtyard of the Gallagher house, walking along the same stretch of the courtyard, obviously holding one of his many bottles of beer in his hands when he noticed that in front of the stairs leading to the back door it had apparently been created recently a tent , or rather a camp arranged by the sheets clearly taken before the Gallaghers moved.Frank, curious not to having noticed before that sort of encampment created in his courtyard, approached it and when he moved one of the blankets to the side and found his nephew chuckie , sitting in a platform of blankets that were like a sort of camp, eating peanuts and looking at a fixed point in the sheet in front of him
"Oh my first nephew, how's Chuck!" - Frank greeted him cheerfully, entering the boy's shack and sitting next to him, taking a handful of peanuts
" How long have you been here?" - Frank asked him chewing his peanuts noisily while Chuckie thought about the answer for a moment

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