JT chapter sampler

I stayed put. ‘Now,’ she said, even louder. ‘Make me come and get you and you’ll get two.’ She meant what she said. I slowly edged her way. ‘Soft?’ I asked. ‘Don’t hit me hard.’ I tried to look cute. It didn’t work. ‘Ahhhh,’ I screamed as the rubber sole turned into a whip and smacked into my bum. ‘I’m sorry,’ I cried. ‘Sorry. Sorry. Sorry.’ ‘Have you learned your lesson?’ she said. ‘I don’t want to have to do this again.’ I nodded. I didn’t stop the hysterics until I got to my room. I shut the door and went to the mirror. Jeez! My bum had a size six shoe imprint forming on it. She got me good. Yep . Little JT, growing up in Brisbane in the 1980s, could be a bugger … surprise, surprise. I was as naughty as I was nice. And mostly I got what I deserved. Mum was the one to dish out the discipline. Oh, Dad had a big hand – huge – and it smacked me more than I would have liked, but mostly he was the

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