daddy left that afternoon, with no explanation, no goodbye. he didn't hug brother and i. he didn't tell momma goodbye.
he just walked out.
he walked out of that house.
he walked out of that stupid, small town.
he walked out of my life.
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Short Storythere's something especially heartbreaking about watching your daddy leave. there's something oh so ruining about watching your momma cry.
