Fence 13. FENCE The reality had been Oli snivelling and peeing his pants, but he’d rewritten the story before the mud dried on his clothes. The three boys were in a tatty chicken shop, with Cokes and a jumbo chips on the plastic table in between. ‘I almost made it, man,’ Oli smiled. ‘That massive pit bull grabbed me, but I was all ready to kick up with both feet. Cane that thing in the head, but the dog got lucky when Daniel pulled it off.’ Daniel shook his head. ‘You’d have been doggie chow if I didn’t come save your ass.’ ‘That kick in the face was awesome,’ Oli said. ‘I didn’t realise you know martial arts. I used to do Muay Thai, could have got my black belt, but I got moved to a new foster placement before the grading.’ Oli demonstrated his skills with a little jab. Leon laughed. ‘You make a fist like that you’ll break your thumb first time you hit someone.’ ‘I know,’ Oli said defensively, as he dipped chips in brown sauce and filled his mouth.
