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No call from Robbie.

I started softening up Dad for Saturday.

“Vati, you know how hard I have been working at school … well …”

He interrupted me. “Georgia, if this is leading up to any suggestion of quids leaping out of my pocket into your purse … forget it.”

What an old miser.

“Vati, it’s not to do with money. It’s just that my friends and I are going to a gig on Saturday night and …”

“What time do you want me to pick you up?”

“It’s all right, Dad, I’ll just, you know, come home with the rest of the gang and …”

He’s going to pick me up at midnight. It’s hardly worth going out. I made him promise me that he’d crouch down behind the wheel and not get out of the car.