The girl stared in horror at her father, desperately hoping that she had misheard him, but too afraid to utter even a word in question. One of her eyes was swollen shut and the other one was bruised and bloodshot. Her right arm was still swollen from the dislocation that she had sustained from her father’s beating two weeks ago. On noticing that her arm had dislocated, her father had tried to set it himself instead of seeking medical help, yet it was not as though he had any experience about it. The girl shuddered at the horrible memory. In a bid to fix the arm, he had caused more injury, turning it in the wrong direction until she had thought that she would faint. Even when he finally managed to set it and the arm started to swell, he did not do anything about it and the girl had to bear
