“Okay then.” He nodded stiffly. “Are we still fighting, or can we hug it out?” “Hug it out,” I replied, bolting straight for him. “Definitely hug it out.” “Thank Jesus,” Gerard replied, wrapping me up in a bear hug. “Worst ten minutes of my life.” “What am I going to do with the two of you?” Mam laughed from her perch on my bed. “You’re like an old married couple.”
