“Sleep you two” Alan shouted smiling.
The twins giggled. “Yes dad.”
He rolled the conker they’d given him between his fingers and placed it on the bedside table. As he closed his eyes the dark shell cracked open and a silvery wisp spilled out, circled his head and darted inside his ear
He missed them more than he hated his ex-wife. Just. Monthly visits weren’t enough.
As he sat in the back of the cruiser, pyjamas blood soaked he watched the silvery wisp crawl into the ear of the Deputy driving.
“They’re going to love you in county” he snarled.
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