I saw Jake go over when the lad hit him, and I broke into a run to get closer to him.

I could hear Claire shouting something behind me. The lads were standing over Jake, yelling insults.

Just as I got to the group I stumbled and fell heavily on one of them. It was the short lad in jeans. It was an accident but most unfortunate, because that just made them wild.

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Last amended on 8th December 1996 / copyright H. M. Whitehead