"Is this the way you speak to your father, Samirah?!" Nolen sternly exclaimed.
Samirah raised her chin towards the man, crossed her arms and declared, "I don't go around recognising random men as my father."
"Samirah! Behave yourself!" Nolen reprimanded very easily.
That way of speaking struck something in Samirah's heart. Why was it that this man was so comfortable with educating her? The way he was speaking, as if he was a father figure to her for her nineteen years of life was very awkward for Samirah.
Not being able to handle it, Samirah spoke without thinking, "As I said, my father is dead. If you are so interested in becoming him then go die. Maybe then I will believe you!"
This time Nolen did not stay put. He raised his hand and brought it down on Samirah. Samirah's head t
