By Audrey Delaney
An account of a scared and harm little woman who controlled to confront her demons and reclaim her existence.
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Extra info for All My Fault: The true story of a sadistic father and a little girl left destroyed
A big group of us were standing in the middle of the hall, all practically biting our fingernails down to the cuticles with the nerves. I thought I was hearing things when they called my name out. I was going to be in the Gaiety with Maureen Potter and I was part of the team, not just an understudy. My brother Fergus was picked as well but because of his age he had to share the role with another little lad. But it was doubly exciting that the two of us had gotten through. I couldn’t stop hugging and kissing him and his big blue eyes got even bigger because I was squeezing him so tightly.
I was afraid of my da, but it was a different kind of fear than Ma thought. It wasn’t the threat of a spanking that scared me. I knew Da was capable of much worse. All evening I listened out for the sound of Da’s keys in the door. When the noise finally came I tried to fade into the shadows in the bedroom. But Da came storming in, his belt already off and wound around his balled-up fist. He told me to strip. He grabbed me and held me up by one arm, my two legs dangling midair, while he hit me with the belt; something he had never done before.
Young kids coming skipping home unannounced. Parents would go bloody mad. But back then no one seemed to mind. The odd day mitching soon turned into the odd week and before long I was hardly in school at all. The inevitable happened and I eventually got caught because of something stupid. I came home with muck all over my shoes and there was no muck between my house and the school. My ma’s instincts kicked into action. One evening, I strolled in the front door as usual only to meet Ma in the hallway.