I see her take the pipe.
Then I get mad.
Really mad.
I run.
I hit out of her hand.
She curses at me.
The guys too.
She says i’m not her dad.
I tell her it’s not like she has one.
I regret it.
But she runs before I can say it.
She hates me.
More than she did before.
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