Why?
It's dreary,
stormy clouds hang
low overhead as Father
pushes a laughing Suki on
the swings.
Distrust builds like an avalanche,
t
u
m
b
l
i
n
g
and crashing
over itself,
in a hurry
to tell me that what I see
and what I know, don't match.
He is not kind.
Not like this.
Not at all.
So why?
Why is it, that when
we all drive back home,
he will help us set the table,
he will help with our homework,
he will read us fairytales in Turkish,
he will tuck us into bed and plant kiss
after gentle kiss,
on our foreheads?
Why so suddenly?
A.N. This chapter is dedicated to Meme-Chan for her constant support (also, I just really love your username (*≧▽≦)ﾉｼ))
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