Chapter 24 Daddy Coward
Daddy stands at the door, doesn't go in, looks like he's thinking. Seeing him like that, I think back to when Mommy was lying in bed sick. He was just like this. Wouldn't go in. I think Daddy might be a coward. When I'm scared of something, I stay far away, but then I get curious, so I peek from a corner. Daddy's like the old me. "Daddy coward!" I say. Then I run inside by myself. I'm a bubble now. Can't touch nothing. I ain't scared. The second I go in, I see Genevieve on the couch, white as a sheet, looking awful. Different from before. Big drops of cold sweat on her forehead, lips bitten tight. I don't get it. She's that uncomfortable, why not go to the hospital? Why call my daddy? Then I think — Mommy was like that a lot of times too. But why? They're all adults, right? T
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