PART EIGHT

At first, it wasn't easy for any of us.  I was so stunned that someone so vile could give me something so precious.
Marjorie was just simply stunned.

Traumatised by the Nit Nurse (who gave him the thumbs up!), Alfie would sob on his bed for hours.

 And I knew the little tyke was secretly skyping his mother!

 Despite Lavinia's encouragement that her half-brother live with us, there was little she could do to welcome him.  What with taking GCSE's and all that - (at least that's what I think she's doing!)

 Natch, Marjorie did very little to help the difficult situation:
"Got rid of one brat, now lumbered with another!  He's not getting a penny you know!"

"Don't mind Marjorie", I assure the boy, "She's soft as shite.  Just don't hide the Gin and you'll be fine."







However, on his ninth birthday, when we bought him a shower, things started to thaw:

"Now I know you really love me!", he squealed excitedly as he started to strip off.

So now there's someone permanently in our spare room.....

 And the damndest thing is, I don't even mind!  

 Well, family complete and all that, I think we're wrapped up for now.  Tune in soon to Paul's Passions where a really juicy scandal shakes the Amanda Ann's to it's bones!

There's also action shortly from our Slaggs!

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PART SEVEN

"But...", spluttered Marjorie, breaking the life-changing silence, "You said he was Louis Walsh's!"

 "Hah!," Davina spat, "And the poor sap fell for it too!  But now I've spent all the hush money, I can stop pretending!"

"Davina!  You are a liar!", I croaked, not daring to look at Marjorie's stricken face.

 "Just take a look at him, Paul baby!"

And oh Good God, yes, a bit fatter maybe, but I saw myself looking back at me.  The spit of when I was his age, miserably enduring boarding school!

"You and my husband begat a child?!", Marjorie rang for more Gin.
"You bet, Marjie.  Good, wasn't it, Paul?"
"No", I replied coldly, "it was sad and joyless, Davina.  However, I'm very glad you kept my child.  And I'd like to offer him a home here (after we've been to the nit nurse)."

 "It's a deal, cuz!  Something to remember me by, huh?"
Then her eyes lost their hardness, and her voice softened:
"Look after my lil boy, okay?  I've had him for nine years, you can have the other nine"
"I will, Davina.", I replied solomnly, my own voice breaking.

Can Paul really make a go of having a natural son?  Will he really learn to love nit boy - I mean, Alfie?  And will Marjorie eventually forgive Paul's indiscretion?  

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PART SIX

"Good God!  Davina!  How could you?!", Marjorie gasped:

"Basil and I are in love, Marjorie", Davina announced.  "You may have been a plaything to him, but I'm certainly not!  - isn't that right, Basil?!"

"zzzzzz...", her lover replied.

 So it was a grim old affair when Davina packed her case, and came to sneer Goodbye - the room full of quiet tension.

"Come along, Alfie.  Get dressed!", she commanded her confused, but nit-ridden, son.

Lavinia appeared in an instant:  

"But no!  Alfie is to remain here!"

 There was a stunned silence:

Lavinia appealed to her father, "Papa, Alfie has no home life with aunt Davina.  The least we can do is to offer the boy some security with us...."

"I'm proud of you, Lavinia.", Paul choked, "Yes, we're the boy's only family.  We should help him."

Marjorie said nothing.  Merely reached for the gin.

"Oh, you're so right, Paul!", Davina's eyes gleamed spitefully, "After all, you are his father !"

Our Paul - not seedless after all?!  Will Davina's serious accusations end the Amanda Ann's dodgy marriage?  

Or is the bitch lying - again?

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