‘And then there’d be tears. More specifically, there’d be sniffing. I couldn’t stand it. All of her crying sounded like singing to me. I thought cruel thoughts like maybe my dad had smacked her in the head once too often. She acted frightened all the time. And there was a petulance in there too, a martyrdom, that’s what I couldn’t take.’

– Gwendoline Riley, Cold Water

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