Ten – Questions and NoAnswers
‘Who was it?’ Fiona asksas my father washes the hop pollen from his hands. He spills halfthe sink on the floor. He is allowed to get away with it. Hebelieves that’s what men do. It shows who rules theroost.
‘Who was what?’ Kevinprompts without turning from his filthy green ablutions. He flingsrecycled water onto his face. With his eyes closed he reaches for atorn towel to mop the hop scum from his furrowed brow. More waterfalls onto the lino floor. It has been polished to mirrorperfection by Mum the previous day.
Mum scowls and turns away from the flood.She uses this as an excuse to think about having another cigarettebefore lunch.
‘Someone rang and wantedto speak to Ross,’ Fiona interrupts.
Kevin stiffens. Mum looks at him. At last hesees the kitchen blu
