He had been here for a whole hour.
"So now they have you in an asylum, eh? Too crazy to walk the streets?"
At least my dog was growling at him. That seemed to make my 'father' uncomfortable.
"Hey," he said, hitting my weak leg a little too hard. "Tell ya dog to quit the hissin'."
But no man who did what he did to me could be called a father.
I just groaned and covered my face with a pillow.
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