He didn’t usually eat. I wondered if the calories from a twelve-pack were enough to keep him going. Somehow, I doubted it.On nights when I was home ...arly, I’d try to get him to eat. He’d refuse. He’d just lay there and drink, sulking and pining over Mom. Many nights I’d hear him crying, but usually, that was after he was nine beers in and drunk. I often just stayed in my room. I’d learned my lesson. One night, he was making funny noises, and I thought he might’ve been choking.He was choking,. I dropped them into the laundry basket and quickly threw on a new pair of panties, a bra, a pair of short and a tshirt. I grabbed a towel and traced my steps back up the stairs wiping up the water. As I got to the stop of the stairs I looked up to see my dad standing there his belt off and in his hands. Fear flooded my eyes as I mopped up the water on the floor but avoided eye contact with him."When you are done with that. Be sure to put the towel in the laundry. Then I want to see you in my. More

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