"Gypsy?" He looked at Holden curiously and then gave him an awkward half smile. "My dad is a gypsy. Calls himself the gypsy king." Now he had a place to live and all, no longer travelling, but he was allergic to work and refused to get a job, no matter how much the social went for him. Him and the other gypsy lads scammed around town. Everyone in the area knew his dad. Especially the kids at school.
No one thought he was worth anything, thanks to his dad. He didn't realise he had just admitted he was 100% not related to the very non-gypsy Mrs Applewhite. "My name is Gideon but, like, you know... they call call me Jip. Or Gypo. I prefer Jip, it's easier. Well, nah, I like Gideon but like... no one uses that. Not even my dad."
"Nice to meet you, Gideon. It's worth a lot, that. Having your own proper name. And Gideon's a nice name. Suits you." A lot better than Jip. Much, much better than Gypo. He wanted to get Gideon away from accepting those kind of names as soon as possible. "Don't think we really have any king around here, though I reckon my brother Jonathan may well be our leader."
For better or worse. "I'm not living that life though. Caravans and all that. I'm just here, working my job. With Rhia."
"Sounds nice. I'm just visiting my nan until the train comes back around. Then I'm gonna go back north." He had no idea what he was doing but he just didn't want to go home. His dad would kill him. He kissed a bloke, he got caught and his dad would fucking kill him. Maybe he just go and see if he could blag being 16 and get himself a flat.
"Thanks for the sofa." He really did appreciate it. He turned on the telly and started to skip through the channels. "I'll be quiet. Promise."
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No one thought he was worth anything, thanks to his dad. He didn't realise he had just admitted he was 100% not related to the very non-gypsy Mrs Applewhite. "My name is Gideon but, like, you know... they call call me Jip. Or Gypo. I prefer Jip, it's easier. Well, nah, I like Gideon but like... no one uses that. Not even my dad."
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For better or worse. "I'm not living that life though. Caravans and all that. I'm just here, working my job. With Rhia."
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"Thanks for the sofa." He really did appreciate it. He turned on the telly and started to skip through the channels. "I'll be quiet. Promise."