For very little reward, Keith and Joey risked their lives and their freedom to move Colin’s drugs.
They loved Colin and hated their parents.
Every time one of them slipped a little, maybe thinking about responding to their mother or father, Colin was there, dumping more poison into their heads so that they never broke free.
Keith and Joey never listened to their father or mother’s explanation why they had been sent to live with their grandmother. Maybe if they had just thought about it, they would realise they weren’t being discarded, it was being rescued.
Maybe they would understand that when their mother, Emma, opened a tin of sardines, the only food the four of they would have for the day, she decided it was better for them to be with Miranda.
But they never gave her a shred of an ear.