“What’s this about bull guns, young man?” a familiar voice asked, causing Gibsie to leap out of his chair. “Dad!” Bolting across the kitchen, he threw himself at his father. “You’re here!” “Yeah, well, Pete mentioned something about taking his gang swimming,” Joe replied, wrapping Gibsie up in his arms. Gibsie may have had the same blond hair as his mam, but that’s where the resemblance stopped. He was every inch Joe Gibson’s son in both looks and personality.
Gibsie lost the man he loved the most☹️
