Had to call in sick to work today. Shit, I ain’t sick. But I am a fuckin’ mess. Can’t be seen in public ’til the swellin’ goes down some. See, Cindy was in a nasty-ass mood last night. Like, what’s new, right? She needed Uncle Rich’s signature on some field trip permission slip and cash for her lunch account, and she wanted them things ASAP. Couldn’t wait ’til Uncle Rich had sucked down a couple beers—enough booze to soften up his asshole mood. The girl seriously needed to stuff a sock in it, but no, she kept right on bitchin’ at the man. And finally he’d had it. From where he was standin’ in the kitchen by the fridge, he just turned around and chucked his empty beer bottle at Cindy, who was standin’ in the hallway. Got her hard on the arm. She started wailin’. Before I knew it, he was goin’ at her, his fists all balled up and ready to pound. Couldn’t friggin’ let that happen. I rushed in between them two.
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