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Being with the others did not help。 Jemma kept needling her about Fats Wall； finally Krystal exploded and lunged at her； Nikki and Leanne had to hold Krystal back。 So Krystal stormed home； to find that Obbo’s puters had arrived。 Robbie was trying to climb the stacked boxes in the front room； while Terri sat there in dazed oblivion； her works lying out on the floor。 As Krystal had feared； Obbo had paid Terri with a bag of heroin。
‘You stupid fuckin’ junkie bitch； they’ll kick yer ou’ the fuckin’ clinic again！’
But heroin took Krystal’s mother where she was beyond reach。 Though she responded by calling Krystal a little bitch and a whore； it was with vacant detachment。 Krystal slapped Terri across the face。 Terri told her to fuck off and die。
‘You fuckin’ look after him fer a fuckin’ change then； you useless fuckin’ smackhead cow！’ Krystal screamed。 Robbie ran howling up the hall after her； but she slammed the front door on him。
Krystal liked Nikki’s house better than any other。 It was not as tidy as her Nana Cath’s； but it was friendlier； fortingly loud and busy。 Nikki had two brothers and a sister； so Krystal slept on a folded…up duvet between the sisters’ beds。 The walls were covered with pictures cut out of magazines； arranged as a collage of desirable boys and beautiful girls。 It had never occurred to Krystal to embellish her own bedroom walls。
But guilt was clawing at her insides； she kept remembering Robbie’s terrified face as she slammed the door on him； so on Wednesday morning she came home。 In any case； Nikki’s family was not keen on her staying more than two nights in a row。 Nikki had once told her； with characteristic forthrightness； that it was all right with her mum if it didn’t happen too often； but that Krystal was to stop using them as a hostel； and especially to stop turning up past midnight。
Terri seemed as glad as she ever was to see Krystal back。 She talked about the new social worker’s visit； and Krystal wondered nervously what the stranger had thought of the house； which lately had sunk even further below its usual filthy tidemark。 Krystal was especially worried that Kay had found Robbie at home when he ought to have been at nursery； because Terri’s mitment to keeping Robbie in pre…school； which he had begun while with his foster mother； had been a key condition of his negotiated return to the family home the previous year。 She was also furious that the social worker had caught Robbie wearing a nappy； after all the work Krystal had put in to persuade him to use the toilet。
‘So whaddid she say？’ Krystal demanded of Terri。
‘Tole me she wuz gonna e back；’ said Terri。
Krystal had a bad feeling about this。 Their usual social worker seemed content to let the Weedon family get along without much interference。 Vague and haphazard； often getting their names wrong； and confusing their circumstances with those of other clients； she turned up every two weeks with no apparent aim except to check that Robbie was still alive。
The new menace worsened Krystal’s mood。 When straight； Terri was cowed by her daughter’s anger and let Krystal boss her around。 Making the most of her temporary authority； Krystal ordered Terri to put on some proper clothes； forced Robbie back into clean pants； reminded him he couldn’t piss in this kind； and marched him off to nursery。 He bawled when she made to leave； at first she got ratty with him； but finally she crouched down and promised him that she would e back and pick him up at one； and he let her go。
Then Krystal truanted； even though Wednesday was the day she liked best at school； because she had both PE and guidance； and set to work to clean up the house a bit； sloshing pine…scented disinfectant over the kitchen； scraping all the old food and cigarette butts into bin liners。 She hid the biscuit tin holding Terri’s works； and heaved the remaining puters （three had already been collected） into the hall cupboard。
All the time she was chiselling food off the plates； Krystal’s thoughts kept returning to the rowing team。 She would have had training the following night； if Mr Fairbrother had still been alive。 He usually gave her a lift both ways in the people…carrier； because she had no other means of getting over to the canal in Yarvil。 His twin daughters； Niamh and Siobhan； and Sukhvinder Jawanda came in the car too。 Krystal had no regular contact with these three girls during school hours； but since being a team； they had always said ‘all right？’ when they passed each other in the corridors。 Krystal had expected them to look down their noses at her； but they were OK once you got to know them。 They laughed at her jokes。 They had adopted some of her favourite phrases。 She was； in some sense； the crew’s leader。
Nobody in Krystal’s family had ever owned a car。 If she concentrated； she could smell the interior of the people…carrier； even over the stink of Terri’s kitchen。 She loved its warm； plasticky scent。 She would never be in that car again。 There had been trips on a hired mini…bus too； with Mr Fairbrother driving the whole team； and sometimes they had stayed overnight when they peted against far…flung schools。 The team had sung Rihanna’s ‘Umbrella’ in the back of the bus： it had bee their lucky ritual； their theme tune； with Krystal doing Jay…Z’s rap； solo； at the start。 Mr Fairbrother had nearly pissed himself the first time he heard her do it：
Uh huh uh huh； Rihanna …
Good girl gone bad –
Take three –
Action。
No clouds in my storms …
Let it rain； I hydroplane into fame
in’ down with the Dow Jones …
Krystal had never understood the words。
Cubby Wall had sent round a letter to them all； saying that the team would not be meeting until they could find a new coach； but they would never find a new coach； so that was a pile of shit； they all knew that。
It had been Mr Fairbrother’s team； his pet project。 Krystal had taken a load of abuse from Nikki and the others for joining。 Their sneering had hidden incredulity and； later on； admiration； because the team had won medals （Krystal kept hers in a box she had stolen from Nikki’s house。 Krystal was much given to sneaking things i