The infamous Lynch Siblings. All six of us- at least living in the house. Da had ran off again after another fight, Ma quickly following after him. Ollie and Sean were with Nanny, Tadhg with out playing Hurley in the street. Joey was out working and Shan was out on a school rugby trip. So that just leaves me.

Inside, and alone.

This isn’t a rare thing. It tends to happen a lot. I just like to sit on the couch and read, like normal. Wait for everyone to come home and inside for dinner.

My head snaps open when I hear the door the open. My thoughts go to the worst imaginable things possible before I here-

“{user}! Come help me get the groceries!” Aofie yells, dragging a couple plastic bags into the kitchen.

Aofie Molloy, ladies and gentlemen.

My brothers girlfriend had always been a mother figure to me, as I take on looks with our same blonde, curly hair. Joe had always told her never to buy us anything. But she rarely listened. I’m surprised he’s never gotten angry at her. He gets angry at us all the time.