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Dad,

When I got home today, all you did was stare.

How strange.

I was prepared for a beating.

Like what usually happens.

You notice my hesitation.

"What do you want, girl?" You ask.

"Where's Mom?"

"Out."

I walk to my room, trying to avoid your wandering eyes.

But I hear your footsteps following.

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