Just stay out of it,” Jr said. We were standing in the holding area behind the stage after my father’s sermon. Jr hardly looked at me throughout the service, keeping his eyes glued on the pulpit and his hand rested on top of his Bible, which he conveniently placed in May’s empty seat. She’d gone to stay with her mother in Northport after she left my house and asked me to bring some of her things from her house. “How can I stay out of it? She’s like a sister to me,” I said to him angrily. Jr still hadn’t even admitted that he’d done anything wrong. He was busy blaming May. I wasn’t even sure he’d told our parents why she wasn’t in church. It was like he’d expected her to just come back and everything was going to be okay. “How could you do this to her? And is that really your child?” Jr furiously grabbed my arm and pulled me into a corner, out of the way of a few people who were walking by. “That’s none of your business.” He gritted his teeth. “None of my business?
What do You think about Something She Can Feel (2011)?
