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ery today； Krystal says？’
‘Yeah；’ said Terri。 ‘She took ’im。 She e back this morning。’
‘She’s e back？ Where has she been？’
‘I jus’ bin at a – jus’ slep’ over at a friend’s；’ said Krystal； hurrying back to the sitting room to speak for herself。
‘Yeah； bu’ she e back this morning；’ said Terri。
Krystal went back to the kettle。 It made such a racket as it came to the boil that she could not make out any of what her mother and the social worker were saying to each other。 She sloshed milk into the mugs with the teabags； trying to be as quick as possible； then carried the three red…hot mugs through to the sitting room in time to hear Kay say； ‘… spoke to Mrs Harper at the nursery yesterday—’
‘Tha’ bitch；’ said Terri。
‘There y’are；’ Krystal told Kay； setting the teas on the floor and turning one of the mugs so that its handle faced her。
‘Thanks very much；’ Kay said。 ‘Terri； Mrs Harper told me that Robbie has been absent a lot over the last three months。 He hasn’t had a full week for a while； has he？’
‘Wha’？’ said Terri。 ‘No； ’e ain’。 Yeah； ’e ’as。 ’E only jus’ mist yesterday。 An’ when ’e had his sore throat。’
‘When was that？’
‘Wha’？ Monf ’go … monf’na ’alf … ’bout。’
Krystal sat down on the arm of her mother’s chair。 She glared down at Kay from her position of height； energetically chewing gum； her arms folded like her mother’s。 Kay had a thick open folder on her lap。 Krystal hated folders。 All the stuff they wrote about you； and kept； and used against you afterwards。
‘I takes Robbie to the nurs’ry；’ she said。 ‘On my way to school。’
‘Well； according to Mrs Harper； Robbie’s attendance has fallen off quite a bit；’ said Kay； looking down the notes she had made of her conversation with the nursery manager。 ‘The thing is； Terri； you did mit to keeping Robbie in pre…school when he was returned to you last year。’
‘I ain’ fuckin’—’ Terri began。
‘No； shurrup； righ’？’ Krystal said loudly to her mother。 She addressed Kay。 ‘He were ill； righ’； his tonsils were all up； I got ’im antibiotics off the doctor。’
‘And when was that？’
‘Tha’ was ’bout free weeks – anyway； righ’—’
‘When I was here yesterday；’ Kay said； addressing Robbie’s mother again （Krystal was chewing vigorously； her arms making a double barrier around her ribs）； ‘you seemed to be finding it very difficult to respond to Robbie’s needs； Terri。’
Krystal glanced down at her mother。 Her spreading thigh was twice as thick as Terri’s。
‘I di’n’ – I never …’ Terri changed her mind。 ‘’E’s fine。’
A suspicion darkened Krystal’s mind like the shadow of some circling vulture。
‘Terri； you’d used when I arrived yesterday； hadn’t you？’
‘No； I fuckin’ hadn’！ Tha’s a fuckin’ – you’re fuckin’ – I ain’ used； all righ’？’
A weight was pressing on Krystal’s lungs and her ears were ringing。 Obbo must have given her mother； not a single bag； but a bundle。 The social worker had seen her blasted。 Terri would test positive at Bellchapel next time； and they would chuck her out again …
（ … and without methadone； they would return again to that nightmare place where Terri became feral； when she would again start opening her broken…toothed mouth for strangers’ dicks； so she could feed her veins。 And Robbie would be taken away again； and this time he might not e back。 In a little red plastic heart hanging from the key…ring in Krystal’s pocket was a picture of Robbie； aged one。 Krystal’s real heart had started pounding the way it did when she rowed full stretch； pulling； pulling through the water； her muscles singing； watching the other crew slide backwards … ）
‘You fuckin’；’ she shouted； but nobody heard her； because Terri was still bawling at Kay； who sat with her mug held in her hands； looking unmoved。
‘I ain’ fuckin’ used； you ain’ go’ no proof—’
‘You fuckin’ stupid；’ said Krystal； louder。
‘I ain’ fuckin’ used； tha’s a fuckin’ lie；’ screamed Terri； an animal snared in a ； thrashing around； tangling herself tighter。 ‘I never fuckin’ did； righ’； I never—’
‘They’ll kick you out the fuckin’ clinic again； you stupid fuckin’ bitch！’
‘Don’ you dare fuckin’ talk ter me like tha’！’
‘All right；’ said Kay loudly over the din； putting her mug back on the floor and standing up； scared at what she had unleashed； then she shouted ‘Terri！’ in real alarm； as Terri hoisted herself up in the chair to half crouch on its other arm； facing her daughter； like two gargoyles they were almost nose to nose； screaming。
‘Krystal！’ cried Kay； as Krystal raised her fist。
Krystal flung herself violently off the chair； away from her mother。 She was surprised to feel warm liquid flowing down her cheeks； and thought confusedly of blood； but it was tears； only tears； clear and shining on her fingertips when she wiped them away。
‘All right；’ said Kay； unnerved。 ‘Let’s calm down； please。’
‘You fuckin’ calm down；’ Krystal said。 Shaking； she wiped her face with her forearm； then marched back over to her mother’s chair。 Terri flinched； but Krystal merely snatched up the cigarette packet； slid out the last cigarette and a lighter； and lit up。 Puffing on the cigarette； she walked away from her mother to the window and turned her back； trying to press away more tears before they fell。
‘OK；’ said Kay； still standing； ‘if we can talk about this calmly—’
‘Oh； fuck off；’ said Terri dully。
‘This is about Robbie；’ Kay said。 She was still on her feet； scared to relax。 ‘That’s what I’m here for。 To make sure that Robbie is all right。’
‘So ’e missed fuckin’ nursery；’ said Krystal； from the window。 ‘Tha’s norra fuckin’ crime。’
‘… norra fuckin’ crime；’ agreed Terri； in a dim echo。
‘This isn’t only about nursery；’ said Kay。 ‘Robbie was unfortable and sore when I saw him yesterday。 He’s much too old to be wearing a nappy。’
‘I took ’im outta the fuckin’ nappy； ’e’s in pants now； I toldja！’ said Krystal furiously。
‘I’m sorry； Terri；’ said Kay； ‘but you weren’t in any fit condition to have sole charge of a small child。’
‘I never—’
‘You can keep telling me you haven’t used；’ Kay said； and Krystal heard something real and human in Kay’s voice for the first time： exasperation； irritation。 ‘But you’re going to be tested at the clinic。 We both know you’re going to test positive。 They’re saying it’s your last chance； that they’ll throw you out again。’
Terri wiped her mouth with the back of her hand。
‘Look； I can see neither of you wants to lose Robbie—’
‘Don’ fuckin’ take him away； then！’ shouted Krystal。
‘It’s not as simple as that；’ said Kay。 She sat down again and lifted the heavy folder back onto her lap from the floor where it had fallen。 ‘When Robbie came back to you last year； Terri； you were off the heroin。 You made a big mitment to staying clean and going through the programme； and you agreed to certain other things； like keeping Robbie in nursery—’
‘Yeh； an’ I took ’im—’
‘—for a bit；’ said Kay。 ‘For a bit you did； but； Terri； a token effort isn’t enough。 After what I found when I called here yesterday； and after talking to your key drug worker and to Mrs Harper； I’m afraid I think we need to have another look at how things are working。’
‘What’s that mean？’ said Krystal。 ‘Another fuckin’ case review； is it？ Why’djer need one； though？ Why’djer need one？ He’s all righ’； I’m lookin’ after – fuckin’ shurrup！’ she screamed at Terri； who was trying to shout along from her chair。 ‘She ain’ – I’m lookin’ after ’im； all righ’？’ she bellowed at Kay； pink in the face； her heavily kohled eyes brimming with tears of anger； jabbing a finger at her own chest。
Krystal had visited Robbie regularly at his foster parents during the month he had been away from them。 He had clung to her； wanted her to stay for tea； cried when she left。 It had been like having half your guts cut out of you and held hostage。 Krystal had wanted Robbie to go to Nana Cath’s； the way she had gone all those times in her childhood； whenever Terri had fallen apart。 But Nana Cath was