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An hour and a half later, her belly full with good food and her heart lightened with friendship, she made her way down the street with the boys She blamed her inattention on her sleepy state and that’s why her danger radar didn’t go off as soon as they stepped into the rundown house that their landlord took great pleasure in charging the to fix up the place And that included the holes in the roof that leaked when it rained

She opened the door, ducking just in ti at her face

“Boys, bedroo the next swipe at her face At least he was only using his fists One tireeted her with a baseball bat and broken her arm in two places It still ached on cold days

Spittle flew froe The fact that she’d ed to escape his ed back as the boys raced out of the rooot like that

Get the fuck away from the psycho

The stench of bourbon and piss filled the air,Her dad was dressed in a holey, white wife-beater, pit stains under the ar to fat and his bodyfroood hundred pounds and a whole foot of height on her

Plus, he was a nasty son of a bitch with zero morals

“Where’s my money, bitch!” His face was red, mottled

She forced herself not run off She couldn’t escape him Not with the boys in the house She just had to keep him away from them, and survive as best she could

He lunged out at her, his hand pulling back to crack across her face She ducked and dove forward, tackling hied to push hi before they’d gotten there

She’d gotten rid of all the booze in the house, so he’d obviously brought it with him

He roared and climbed to his feet as she shifted away But her foot connected with the arm of a chair and she toppled over, unable to catch herself on the ridiculous heels she wore

“I know you took it, bitch! I need my money!”

She had no idea whatabout since he never had any Other than what he stole from her, that was

She scra from his chest