Dionne
"No! No! No!" I whimpered as I began to step back, trying to stay away from him as much as I could while he walked closer, saying
"Common daughter, it's daddy," he said with that smile on his face, stretching his, so I could grab them, but I couldn't help but cry as this was a moment I hadn't ever thought of refacing again in life.
His smile was disarmingly warm, but knew better than to fall for the act as I stepped away slowly, screaming as I went back, "Stay away!"
"It's me Dionne, what's gotten into you?" He asked with a confused expression. "What? Did you mom put you up to this? That you should avoid me?"
This was it, my problem with him. He never guessed that any incident could have been his fault, that he was ever wrong.
“Come on, sweetheart. Let’s get out of here,” he
