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416 pages, Paperback
Published January 1, 2021
After the on-contact order expires Angela and Soldier B can see each other. [Soldier B’s friend] drives him to the house and waits outside.
Inside they sit down, and he begins to cry. It is something Angela has never seen him do before and she feels pity for him. She knows he is deeply tormented, seemingly awash with demons he can’t control.
Soldier B takes her hand with the broken finger and begins kissing it.
“I’m sorry I did this to you. I can’t believe I hurt you.”
“Maybe this can be a turning point,” she says. “We can look at my distorted finger and go, ‘That was the day our life changed for the better.’”
The finger is permanently disabled, but they agree to start again. In tears, he apologises to Nick, who tells him he forgives him.
There is one problem. Soldier B still had to front court on two charges of aggravated assault.
At the first hearing Angela tells the magistrate she does not want to proceed with the charges.
“You’re a battered woman,” says the magistrate. “Are you going to sit there and stand up for him? You need to speak out.”
But Angela is adamant. She stands by her man.
Later a senior police officer calls her. He tells her she could have been killed in the assault.
“Strangulation is classified as attempted murder,” he tells her.
“If he wanted to kill me, he could have,” she says.
They want her to testify. She won’t budge. The case cannot proceed.
Inside the court, the charges are dismissed for “want of prosecution.”
Soldier B and Angela walk out of court hand in hand alongside Nick.
“You really do care about me,” he says to Angela and Nick. “Thank you so much.”
The neighbours down the road in the housing estate let off some firecrackers. No one thinks much of it until the police turn up.
“Because of the incident with [Soldier B] they’re thinking gunshots,” says Angela.
One of the wives at the party explains to the cops that it was some kids down the road letting off firecrackers, that there is nothing to worry about. The police leave. But minutes later someone tells Soldier B that the police have been by.
Angela watches as Soldier B marches over to Nick, who is sitting on the couch with his mate, the son of another SAS sergeant. She sees him waving his finger in the teenager’s face. Nick is frozen, the colour has drained from his face and he is looking up at the big SAS operator in abject terror.
“Next time the fucking cops are the door you fucking get me,” he yells at NIck.
Angela knows how quickly Soldier B's temper can explode, so she rushes over to the couch.
"Hey, what's going on?"
Angela has hold of Soldier B and has turned him around to face her.
"What the fuck is going on?" she asks again.
"Your son is a little fucking arsehole," he says.
Everyone at the party is looking at them.
The woman who spoke to the police at the door comes over.
"I looked after it. It's fine," she says to Soldier B.
But his temper won't be checked. Neither will Angela's.
The sight of Soldier B threatening her son has triggered her fierce maternal instinct and she has had enough.
"If you've got a fucking issue with my kid, you talk to me," she says.
Soldier B leans gown, gets in her face. But Angela isn't intimidated.
"If you're going to kill me this time, make sure you kill me. Because if you don't, I will come for you," she says.
"You better do it," she says to Soldier B, taunting him. "You better do it."
A few of the SAS guys at the party grab Soldier B and pull him away from Angela. She has had enough. She is going to end it.
"You are never coming near my son again," she screams at him as he is taken away from the house. "You are finished. I gave you a chance. And you want to go this way...you are finished."