"Shaun Hutson - Compulsion" - читать интересную книгу автора (Hutson Shaun)

navel. It still felt tender and would do for another few days. She
had to remember to keep turning the ring in case the flesh healed
around it.

"Shut the fucking kid up, will you?"

The voice tore through the darkness.

Her father.

"You shut him up."

Her mother.

"Fuck sake! What's wrong with him?"

"He probably wants feeding."

"Then fucking feed him!"

"You go and do his bottle, then, you lazy cunt. I've had him all
day."

The baby was still crying.

"Fucking change him too, he stinks. That's probably what he's crying
about."

"You fucking stink, you bastard."

There was a new sound.

A hollow banging on the wall.
"That's that old cunt next door," her father rasped.

"He's woken her up now."

More banging on the wall.

"Fuck off, you old bitch!" her father roared.

He banged back.

She heard movement on the landing.

"Just get the bottle!" her mother bellowed.

More hollow banging from next door.

"I'll fucking kill that old cunt, I'm telling you," he snarled.