Darren heard Amber’s voice light and loving as she answered his call
‘Hi babe,’ he said curling up on his bed and hearing his cat purr.
He was the luckiest guy in the world, what she saw in him was a mystery
He didn't know love could feel like this, he didn’t see it in his family.
They sailed close to the wind sometimes; he often had to turn a blind eye
He knew his surname was synonymous with some nefarious activity
He could only work hard and in time he would prove people wrong
He bit back the retort when she asked him to listen to her favourite song
He didn't have an iPlayer, iTunes, Apple this or Mac that or even a laptop
Perhaps he should tell her some people lived on the edge of poverty
He’d seen worse than his family; it didn’t take much to move into penury.
They chatted for a little while, whispered silly things to each other
He loved hearing her voice so full of fun and laughter.
He picked up his jacket, checked his watch
Slung his backpack over his shoulder and flicked the door latch
He ran down the street to start his shift at McDonald's for a few hours
He’d flip burgers all night to make a few quid to buy her flowers
He’d save as much as he could without letting his parents know
He couldn’t afford to keep them in fags and beer and dodge his father’s blow
He kept it secret as much as he could and protected his brother
Whatever made his parents think they could be a mother and father?