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GayChapter 39
My alarm, which I couldn’t even remember setting, woke me at normal school-morning time. My stomach felt really sore and stiff, and the initial red colour of the bruise had turned purple overnight. That meant it was getting better, although it didn’t feel like it. When I got down to the kitchen for breakfast, Mum and Terri were already there. Mum gave me an icy glare, which stifled any inclination to talk while we ate. After Terri left for school, I decided it was worth risking making...