thirty-five

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|| Sunday ||

"Mitchell, please go help your father." Mitch rolls his eyes before leaving the sanctuary of his room and going into the backyard where his father appears to be building a bar.

"Grab me the hammer," his father orders and Mitch silently follows the order. "Pass me those screws." Mitch follows the order.

"You're such a fucking pussy!" He screams. "Why don't you hit me?!"

"B-because I lo-love y-you," Mitch sobs.

"How about you just shut the fuck up and leave me alone?!"

Mitch follows the order.

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