oneword.: cash: "it is 3 in the morning, we stumble out of bed to see what the commotion is. he is in the kitchen, laughing, friendly, rolling drunk, from inside his tweed coat he pulls a roll of cash, fat as a beer can. 'my beautiful girls, i love you kids. here have $20 each, don't spend it all at once', he slurs, 'i'm just having me a drink to celebrate me winnings. i love you kids, back to bed with ya, it's a wee bit late' he laughs. thanks dad. "