Your mom left when you were little, barely 2 years old. so your older brother JJ took care of you. Your dad was frequently drunk and never to get you from school. You were 17, and only had your permit, so JJ would normally walk to get you or John B would come with him in his van to get you, since both the Pogues had dropped out last year "Hey kid, Did you have a good day?" he asked, looking say at you as you both started to walk home, ruffling your hair as he smiled softly