"Go upstairs and tell ya favah tah get his lazy ass up." she says calmly.
She smacks the back of my head as I walk past her, I flinch as her hand makes contact with the nape of my neck. I do what she tells me and wake my father up.
"Daddy, Ma said wake up." I speak quietly leaving out the expletives and detail.
He grunts a little and then pops up with eyes full of sleep and a hint of annoyance. I quickly leave the room because I'll be dammed if I'm still standing there when he gets out the bed. He is not a morning person.