Chapter 30

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"Look who it is." Liam announced stood at the door with a friend.

"Guigsy!" I exclaimed excitedly while throwing Liam a look that said you haven't told him, have you?

He shook his head in response. "He was around to help pack up the flat."

"Fucking rotten luck getting robbed and breaking a rib about a week after you had a baby."

"I know, just my luck, innit?"

I patted the free space on my bed, encouraging Guis' to sit by my side. He was careful believing I really did have broken ribs.

"You happy now?" Liam asked as though getting me a friend was a chore, it was a really nice surprise though.

"Yeah, thanks."

"You are." Guigsy told him. "This is everything you ever dreamed of, innit? Yorkie locked away in your spare room."

"I'm just helping with the kids 'til she gets better." Liam walked away as if to make his point.

Guigsy gave me a look, searching for the truth of the matter. He never believed us for one second when we tried to deny there was more than we were telling

"He's just looking after us the same as Peggy."

He wanted to argue it but he didn't. "Is the new lad called Nathan Paul?"

I nodded.

"Is he named after me?"

"Don't tell Liam." I nodded again and leant my head against his shoulder.

Liam hadn't asked in the slightest. I wouldn't mind telling where I got his son's name from if he did want to know but this way I could make different Paul's happy.

"It's a great name." he smiled promising to keep quiet.

As I talked he kept looking at me like I should be wincing in pain as I moved but I was chuckling at his stories and his jokes.

"Which ribs did you break?"

"These ones." I vaguely pointed to the bottom ones on my left.

"Did they not tell you the details?"

He was right. When I had the car accident I knew the exact kind of break on the exact bones I'd injured. This time I knew nothing.

"You know what I'm like with hospitals, I just got out of there as quick as."

"What drugs they put you on?"

I opened my mouth but I couldn't continue the lie. I couldn't even remember what they gave me when I broke my ankle and my wrist in the car crash to tell him those drugs.

"Nothing wrong with your ribs, is there?"

I shook my head, still against his shoulder.

"Paying for your sins, are ya?"

"No, I haven't sinned. it's..."

"What's wrong then? If it's the baby blues, we all understand. Why lie?"

"It's not baby blues." I was about to tell him everything when I realised I could prove George was real, he saw her. I sat up and asked him to recall what he remembered.

"It's been five months!" he protested. "I don't know, I don't remember meeting anyone but you. What's that got to do with this?"

"Liam thinks I'm hallucinating her, thinks there's summat wrong with my head."

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