Page 298 - Anonymous
P. 298
sight. My stomach hurts from the blow to
it. I wish I could say I deserved this.
That I've done something so utterly
heinous and unforgivable to this woman.
But all I did was walk through the door
on a bad day. "Stand up." She drags me
up by my arm, her nails digging painfully
into me.
Billy isn't always like this.
Sometimes she is kind, Billy, and she
tells me snippets of information about
