‘Where the hell is she?’
Dad’s hand smacked into my cheek.
Tears stung. I stood my ground.
‘This’ll kill your mother.’
I couldn’t stop the twitch on my lips.
‘Bloody funny, is it? I don’t think so.’
His fist sent me reeling and I fell against the kitchen unit. He knocked me senseless. I don’t know how long I was out but I came round to his grotesque face in mine. Gasping he managed ‘bloody loser’ before he slumped over me.
I heaved him away.
His eyes stared lifelessly, dead as the hearts he’d always abused.
I managed a laugh.
‘You’ve lost this one.’
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