put his foot down on the loud pedal and slammed into the old song he was learning to play, How Shall I My True-love Know? Heâs only got as far as that one. Tony says heâd know Pipâs True-love anywhere: sheâs tone deaf, with a stutter. She sounds worse with the loud pedal down.
Angus Flint was explaining in his loud jolly voice that heâd taken up Yoga since his wife left him. âYou should all do Yoga,â he said. âItâs very profound. Itââ He stopped. Pipâs True-love did a booming stutter and made a wrong note. Angus Flint roared, âStop fooling with that piano, canât you! Iâm talking.â
âIâve got to practise,â Pip said.
âNot while Iâm here,â said Angus Flint. Then, before I could do anything, he sprang up and lifted Pip off the piano-stool by his hair. It hurt Pip a lot â as I found out later for myself â but Pip managed to walk out of the room and not even look as if he were crying. My parents were stunned. They are just far too polite to guests. But Iâm not.
âDo that again,â I said, âand I shall personally see that you suffer.â
All I got from Angus Flint was a blank angry stare, and he went back to my chair. âThis is a stupid chair,â he said. âItâs far too low.â The Stare turned out to be his great weapon. He used it on anything he disliked. I kept getting it. Mostly, it was over shutting the window. Itâs such a big window that, when itâs open, itâs like having half the sitting-room wall missing. I got colder and colder. I thought Tonyâs imaginary germs must have gone by now, so I got up and shut it.
Angus Flint did not stop his loud jolly talk to Dad. He just got up and opened it again, talking all the time. I wasnât having that, so I got up and shut it. Angus Flint got up and opened it. I forget how many times we did this. In between, Angus Flint patted Menace. At least â I think he thought he was patting Menace, but Menace had every excuse to think he was being beaten.
âGood little dog, this,â Angus Flint kept saying. Clout, thump!
âDonât hit him so hard,â I said. I got the Stare again, so I got up and shut the window. While Angus Flint was opening it, Menace saved his ribs from being broken by squeezing under one of the cupboards and staying there. The space was small even for a dachshund.
enace didnât even come out from under the cupboard for supper, although it smelt delicious. Mum cooks her best food for visitors.
Mumâs turn to be insulted. Angus Flint cut off a very small corner of his chops and nibbled it like a rabbit. âThis is nice, Margaret!â he said. He sounded thoroughly surprised, as if Mum was famous for cooking fried toads in snail sauce. Then he went on telling Dad that the current government was very profound. Mum was looking stormy and Dad seemed crushed by then. So I told Angus Flint that it wasnât profound at all. I didnât see why I shouldnât. After all, I am going to have the vote one day. But I got the Stare Treatment again, and then Angus Flint said, âI donât want to listen to childish nonsense.â
I felt almost crushed too. I was glad it was Celebs Have Talent on the telly. Pip and I did the washing up in order to see it, and Tony got out of bed â heâd watch that programme if he was dying. We were all crouched around the television, ready to go, when Angus Flint came bustling in from the sitting room where Mum was giving him polite coffee, and turned it over to the other channel. We all yelled at him.
âBut you must watch Girls Galore ,â he said. âItâs very profound.â
Very profound my left fibula! Itâs one of those awful series about girls sharing a flat. They undress a lot, which accounts for Angus Flint finding it profound. And he stood over the knob, too, so we couldnât turn it
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