Epilogue;;
“Wednesday! Wednesday come put that down!” Wrath calls.
“But mum!” The child replies.
“No buts! Down now or no ice cream later!” she reprimands.
“Fine! No fun” Wednesday complains, kicks at the dirt and goes to sit on the grass.
“Oh Wrath don’t be such a cunt” I sigh, “It was only a fucking frog”
“Yeah but she would have thrown it at me cos she knows I hate them.”
“Mummy mummy mummy!”
I turn around and smile,
“Whats up baby?”
“I found this!” Traci opens up his hands and a frog jumps onto the table.
“Aaaah Aaaah fuckkk!” Wrath jumps to her feet and almost trips over the table bench to run away across the seating area.
“Traci! You’re in big trouble mister!” I shout as he runs away to Wednesday.
The four year old sprints off laughing menacingly, Wednesday is also laughing.
“What’s up?” Andy walks outside holding three glasses.
“Traci just threw a frog at Wrath so she ran away screaming” I giggle. “Little fucker”
“Kids” he rolls his eyes.
“Wrath, Wrath come back now it’s gone” Andy shouts over.
“And where the hell has my damn drink got to may I ask” I sigh, lighting a cigarette.
“There” Andy nods towards the door that Cat’s finally appearing from.
Andy goes to grab Wrath and hands Wednesday her drink along the way.
“About bloody time” I say, baking in the heat of Cardiff.
“Sorry I was debating what to get Traci. Where is he?” Cat places the three drinks down on the table and looks for Traci.
“Probably looking for more insects and shit to throw in Wraths face” I giggle. “Go get him to come apologize to her”
“I have to do everything around here” he sighs looking around.
“If you didn’t you’d be no use whatsoever to me”
“I hate that kid! He’s hell bent on sending me to an early grave. Just like you” Wrath says sitting down opposite me once more.
“Oh shut up and get drunk”
“I could spend my lifetime getting’ high. Never want to live in a suit and tie, most of us all just livin’ a lie. Tryn’a get fucked up every night!” Wrath and I scream along to Buckcherry.
“Some things never change” Andreas says from his seat.
“Some things” Cat tilts his head and looks up at us with an amusing smile.
Dancing on tables never gets old.
