Kris didn't like the popping trick his big brother did but he put up with it. It meant getting away from the yelling and meeting new people. They arrived in a room where two ladies were. One had a belly like his mum's friend, the one that kicked him from the inside. "Fank you Ward." He had always called Eddie, Ward, he probably always would.
"Heyo." Kris had started school later than the other children, plus he was usually looked after by the parents that were never there, tis added up to his speech being less developed than it would normally be at his age. Then again, most of him was the way it should be if he was five, not seven.