I pulled my damp hair into a loose pony tail and tied Mom’s robe around me. PLEASE NOTE: This is not a pretty story. Mom xxx I was too weak,” she cried. “He wasn’t always like this, Becky. I was embarrassed to show him my body, but I knew he was going to see it anyway. Ah, here it is, my favorite song. No one saw the bruises he used to put on my mother and me. They know who I am, and they’re getting close. Help your Mom around the house today, and then we’ll go out for your birthday dinner when I get home. It was hot and swollen on my tongue. “Put the fucking gun down, Joan. “Now Becky, it’s time for me to take over teaching you some things. He was just my type.
