Come on, Cassidy. It’s just a house. She wanted to think that. She wanted to pretend that what had happened hadn’t happened but she had the scars ...o prove it. Why couldn’t we have just been a normal family? Because her father was an alcoholic. Because her father was a wife beater. Because her father was a child molester. Because she’d shot him 15 years ago. The screen door slammed shut and she jumped as if it was the shot she’d fired so long ago. It echoed in her mind and the smell of cordite. I got out and rang on the doorbell. A lawnmower buzzed in the background. It took a long time for me to hear footsteps clicking towards the door and then the rattle of the latch. A maid in a grey dress answered the door, she was a lovely, dusky-skinned, little thing. She took one look at my scowling face and tried to close the door. I gave it a hard shove with my palm and it bashed open. The maid fell over as she was knocked back. She backed up in fright and screamed. ‘Where is he.’ I roared at. More

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