Happy Fathers Day.
I got arrested last night. It was dark and raining. With his back to the spot lights he turned to me, casting a shadow accross my face, and said, "You were lucky." I stabbed him with my eyes and twisted grin. My legs shook from a potion of fear and anger that had been simmering in me for the past few hours. Next to me my sister was crying. Over and
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