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October 20, 2006

Jim: Daddy

Most nights I sleep okay. But sometimes the nightmare comes.

I’m lying in bed. I’m much smaller, though. And I’ve pulled the blanket over my head. Maybe the blanket can muffle the sounds of Mommy and Daddy fighting. I hear Mommy getting smacked. The soft cracks of fist on flesh until her crying stops. Then the front door slams and everything is quiet.

I never saw my mother again. Daddy said she left us.

My Daddy was all I had growing up. So when he needed a kidney, I let him have one of mine.

Most nights I sleep okay.

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Posted by: Kasac at October 20, 2006 8:57 AM · Permalink

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