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because of Charlie staying.” “I’m not having Charlie this weekend; she’s gone to a show with my mum and dad, she’s staying over with them.” “I’ll leave you to it then mate; I’ll talk to you tomorrow.” Mickey heard panic in his voice, the type of panic he remembered hearing when they were kids, when Jimmy would run to his house after his father had attacked him and his mother. Knowing his friend needed to talk, without hesitation Mickey said, “Tomorrow! I’ll be there in five minutes.” “Cheers Mickey, can you do me a favour on your way here?” “Course, what is it?” “Can you stop off at one of our restaurants and pick us up something to eat, better get some chicken soup as well.” “Ok mate.” Mickey didn’t question his request for the soup.
    Forty minutes later, the two of them were sitting in Jimmy’s lounge. “What’s going on Jimmy, where is she?” asked Mickey. “She’s taking a bath; she’s been in there since I called you.” “Fuck me, is she ok?” “Yeah I heard her moving about a minute ago. Wait till you see her, Nick’s beaten her to a pulp. Shaun reckoned he’d have killed her if he hadn’t turned up when he did, she’s fucking terrified Mick; he’s not getting away with it. I’ll fucking kill him! I’m going to make him pay for what he’s done!” Mickey felt concerned at the display of anger Jimmy was exhibiting, he tried to calm him down, only succeeding when he said, “If she’s as afraid as you say, she’ll be too scared to come out of the bathroom if you keep shouting and swearing. ” The moment Mickey stopped talking they heard the bathroom door unlock. Moments later she was standing in the lounge doorway. “Jesus Christ!” said Mickey as he looked at her, “Fuck me babe you look bad, Nick really did a number on you.” Maria just stood there visibly shaking. Jimmy stood up and helped her to the sofa as he said, “I was beginning to wonder if you’d drowned.  Do you feel better for having a soak?” She nodded. “Fuck me Jimmy,” “she needs to see a doctor; she may have internal damage for all we know? Shaun was right, he’s tried to kill her,” said Mickey. The two friends debated whether to take her to hospital or to call a doctor; their thinking was hospitals would ask too many questions, which could be costly. Their debate was interrupted when she said, “I’m fine I just feel a bit sick that’s all.” “Are you hungry,” said Jimmy. Without replying she simply nodded her head. “Well you’re in for a treat, Mickey stopped by one of our restaurants on his way over here; they do the best chicken soup in London.” “You stay with her,” said Mickey, “I’ll sort out the nosh.” After placing the food on the table, Mickey smiled at her and said, “Would you prefer your soup on a tray on your lap?” When she shook her head at his offer, he helped her to her feet and led her to the table. What Jimmy had told him was right, he’d noticed how frightened she looked when he’d approached her. Mickey could feel her trembling as he held her arm and pulled the chair out for her to sit down.
    While the two men tucked into grilled chicken and fries, she slowly sipped her soup, every mouthful was painful, but she was hungry; she hadn’t eaten anything since before the poker game, a full twenty four hours earlier. Both men were aware that she kept watching them as she sipped each spoonful. Sitting in the oversized clothes that Jimmy had given her, she struggled to keep the shoulders up, stopping every few minutes to adjust them. Mickey watched her, it made him think back to when his sister Fay used to play dress in their mums clothes when she was about ten. She would always be pulling them up because they were far too big for her. They had been close; he missed Fay since she married a doctor and moved to America, although they kept in touch regularly and Fay and her family would try and visit every couple of years, it was still