30

Kaleen closed the door behind her walking into the lounge, dropping her keys on the telephone stand. He stood at the window, just as she remembered him. ‘Justin.’

He looked at her. ‘I wish you’d call me Sandman. It always sounded so sexy coming from you.’

‘Why are you here? I thought you were in prison.’

‘Day release.’

‘So, why are you here?’

‘To see my son.’

‘Is that such a good idea?’

‘He asked me to see him.’

‘When?’

‘A while back, but I guess he never told you.’

‘No he didn’t.’

‘Where is he?’

‘At school.’

‘I’ll wait then.’

‘He’s six Justin why now?’

‘Because you ignored every damn fucking visiting order that I ever sent you.’

‘Do you know how long it took me too get over you?’

‘Not long.’

‘Too long.’

‘And Mark?’

‘We’re still friends. He picks Phoenix up from school so that I can get sorted before he comes back.’

He spread his hand across the wall. ‘When I get released it will just be us, all of us.’