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Falling, He was quite happy to go back to Rachel's, he decided., '…

- - - - 'I know a twelve-year-old boy who would kill you for saying
        that,' said Will. It wasn't true, of course.
        
        Ummm ...' Will looked up and down the table. 'No.' It
        wasn't a lie! Fiona wasn't there. :!!:
        
        'No. We ... er ... don't live together.' This wasn't a lie either. He didn't live with Fiona, he had never lived with Fiona and he never intended to live with her in the future. 'How about Ali's dad?'
        
        At midnight Will and Rachel kissed, and at half-past twelve :<3:
        
        Now Will had a problem. He had allowed Rachel to believe that he had a twelve-year-old son because it made him more interesting
        
        'I want you to pretend to be my son,' he said. :information_desk_person:
        
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        'What are you doing?' asked Will angrily. 'What happened upstairs?'
        
        'Back to Rachel's.'
        
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- - - - 'You're not spending New Year's Eve with her?'
        
        Rachel started to talk about Ali's father and Will listened
  - - - 'Marcus — Ali, Ali — Marcus,' said Rachel. 'Do you guys want to stay up here?'
        
        'Ali has got something to say to you, Marcus,' said Rachel
        when they walked in.
        
        'Ali finds this kind of thing very difficult,' she said.
        
        'My last boyfriend was .. . anyway, he and Ali didn't like each other. I'm sorry, I'm not comparing you to him. I have no idea whether .. . I mean, I don't know, I just thought on New Year's Eve .. . oh, this is so embarrassing. It's all your fault, Ali. We shouldn't have to talk about this now.'
- - - - Marcus was busy playing one of the video games. 'Why not?
        I don't understand.'
        
        At last Marcus turned away from the video machine and
        looked at Will, his eyes shining. 'Really?' :!?:
        
        So Marcus agreed to help Will. Will called Rachel and Rachel invited them to lunch the following Saturday. Marcus came round to Will's flat just after midday. He was wearing the hairy juniper that he got from Fiona for Christmas and a pair of bright yellow trousers.
        
        Listen,' said Marcus in the car on the way over to Rachel's place. 'If you're my dad, you should know some things about me. When's my birthday? :racing_car:
        
        And who's my mum?'
        
        Marcus looked at Will. 'Yes,' he said, and for a moment Will loved him
        
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- - - - 'If your dad goes out with my mum, you're dead.' :no_entry:
        
        Ali stared at him. 'I don't care if he's all right. I don't want him going out with my mum. So I don't want to see you or him round here ever again, OK?'
        
        'SHE'S NO T KEEN ON HIM!' Ali suddenly shouted.
        'SHE'S ONLY KEEN ON ME!' :explode: