Conor stared out of the window at her house. “How long are you here for?” he asked.
He’d been afraid to ask before now. His father let out a long breath, the kind of breath that said bad news was coming.
“Just a few days, I’m afraid.” Conor turned to him. “That’s all?”
“Americans don’t get much holiday.” “You’re not American.” “But I live there now.”
He grinned.You’re the one who made fun of my accent all night.
Why did you come then?Conor asked.Why bother coming at all?
His father waited a moment before answering.I came because your mum asked me to.
He looked like he was going to say more, but he didn’t. Conor didn’t say anything either.
I’ll come back, though,his father said.You know, when I need to.
His voice brightened.And you’ll visit us at Christmas! That’ll be good fun.
In your cramped house where there’s no room for me,Conor said.
“Conor–”And then I’ll come back here for school.“Con–”Why did you come?Conor asked again, his voice low.
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