I nodded. “He was so fucking excited about it that he picked me up and threw me in the air.” I rubbed my jaw and blew out a pained breath at the memory. “Took me to the shop afterward and bought me a pound’s worth of penny jellies.” Frowning, I said, “I remember thinking, ‘If I can keep winning, it’ll keep him happy, and he’ll stop hitting my mother.’” Shrugging, I added, “So, I kept winning.”
