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    <title>Lingard044</title>
    <updated>Tuesday, September 6, 2016 - 10:48</updated>
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    <collections>Chapter 5</collections>
    <contributor>Lingard Estate</contributor>
    <coverage>1972</coverage>
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    <date>Thursday, March 10, 2016</date>
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    <keywords>Police, Headstrong</keywords>
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&quot;All?&quot; said her mother.

&quot;You&#039;re not to see him again, do you hear?&quot; said her father.

&quot;I&#039;ll see him if I want to.&quot; Sadie turned and opened the kitchen
door.

&quot;Come, you back here,&quot; roared her father.

She hesitated. Mr Jackson walked across to her. He put his hands
on her shoulder.

&quot;You&#039;ll do what I tell you as long as you&#039;re living under my roof.&quot;

&quot;I don&#039;t have to stay under your roof. I&#039;m sixteen, going on 17 I can go if
I want to. You can&#039;t get the police to bring me back.&quot;

Mrs Jackson caught iat her breath. Sadie eased herself out of her
father&#039;s grasp and walked up the stairs. He made to follow her
but his wife said quietly,&quot;Let her be, Jim. She&#039;s headstrong, you&#039;ll
only turn her against you.&quot;

Tommy closedshut the door. His mother sniffed and wiped her eyes with
the back of her hand.

&quot;That girl needs taught a lesson,&quot; said Mr Jackson. Tommy had
never seen him so angry.

&quot;I don&#039;;&#039;t think there&#039;s anything into it, dDa,&quot; he said Tommy. &quot;She just
met Kevin by chance.&quot;

&quot;But what&#039;s she going to do now, that&#039;s what I&#039;d like to know,&quot; said
his mother. &quot;I hope she won&#039;t see him again. You go on a up and talk to her, Tommy. Maybe She&#039;ll often
listen to you.&quot; ,

Tommy went up the narrow staircasefound Sadie was sitting on her bed.
He closed the door of her room and sat down beside her.
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