DA'S

y aunt Helena chimed but not with exci

ed with a triumphant smile as she noti

pt low in shame. I thought I had escaped this life.

e shot back, not s

e passage. Her nose wrinkled in d

less and stupid. Very stupid. I let Brian deceive me. His b

Helena just stood by watching me. It has always been like t

oiding her eyes. I was feeling bad enough. I didn't wa

t the door and walked away taking quick

ards the study. Borrowing Aunt Helena's words, the prodigal daughter h

re? For a fact, I knew he wouldn't be elated to see me and if he decided to kick me out of the hous

y swung open before me. I came face to

ace of my father. His lips pulled back in a snarl. I wa

d for nothing, ungrateful child!"

riating Dad even more. I hadn't noticed when she reached

s voice a tornado of anger, hat

spond or even beg. My mind began chiding me for returning home. I co

yes. Death wouldn't judge me. Death would have welcomed me w

thing to do with you! You disgust me! You ceased to

unding they were. The pain was deep and searing. My tear

out of his house when his guest who had

e man spoke with an

sed at his interference. He s

out to him, a subtle

whose name I had just learne

ld around my arm and then disapp

eful to Maurice if he was trying to stop Dad from kicking me ou

ard of it befo

return here after all you did, only emphasizes how despicably shame

tly pleaded with her to spare me. I might have been comm

all your life after the death of your miserable mother! But what did you do? Run off wit

I needed no more. There's on

that. Mom was the only one who loved me and I was helpl

na told me. Stating she supported my fath

. Still reeling from the hurt of betrayal and abando

ained on me, s

ly, Maurice is still willing to accept you

d was talking about and then it struck m

He was the same man that made me run away with

would Dad make such a statement? I had barely finished forming all

rry Mauric