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Angel
Watching my Dad take a seat, I couldn't even look at his eyes. Full honesty, he terrified me back in the house where I tried to help by taking the alcohol away from him. Instead, I get the reward of getting my arm almost broken by his grip...that is, if he squeezed any harder.
"Good morning, Angel," Dad said softly, his voice cracking a bit from the long sleepless night he probably had.
"H..Hi Dad," I whispered without looking at his face as I went to eating the delicious food Kaylyn gave me, lucky to have Jackson to separate me from my Dad.
Brian
I knew Angel was hurt from her father and I can't imagine how scared she was for him and herself when he actually physically hurt her last night. But the look on Matt's face when Angel wouldn't even glance at him was heartbreaking enough. It was as if someone just sucker-punched him right in the heart. I don't want him to lose his daughter or any of us for that matter, including Cynthia. It was time to come together and talk.
"I think we should talk after breakfast," I muttered before I cleared my throat and began eating, "Let's enjoy our delicious food that Kaylyn made for us...and afterwards, we will sit around, have some coffee, and talk this out, okay?"
"Sure..." Angel whispered, the fear evident in her voice that made Jackson look at her with worry while he chewed his food.
Angel
Watching my Dad take a seat, I couldn't even look at his eyes. Full honesty, he terrified me back in the house where I tried to help by taking the alcohol away from him. Instead, I get the reward of getting my arm almost broken by his grip...that is, if he squeezed any harder.
"Good morning, Angel," Dad said softly, his voice cracking a bit from the long sleepless night he probably had.
"H..Hi Dad," I whispered without looking at his face as I went to eating the delicious food Kaylyn gave me, lucky to have Jackson to separate me from my Dad.
Brian
I knew Angel was hurt from her father and I can't imagine how scared she was for him and herself when he actually physically hurt her last night. But the look on Matt's face when Angel wouldn't even glance at him was heartbreaking enough. It was as if someone just sucker-punched him right in the heart. I don't want him to lose his daughter or any of us for that matter, including Cynthia. It was time to come together and talk.
"I think we should talk after breakfast," I muttered before I cleared my throat and began eating, "Let's enjoy our delicious food that Kaylyn made for us...and afterwards, we will sit around, have some coffee, and talk this out, okay?"
"Sure..." Angel whispered, the fear evident in her voice that made Jackson look at her with worry while he chewed his food.
December 10th, 2014 at 03:11am