"The devil’s grip tightened as his daughter writhed in pain, her lips curling into a twisted smile. "Don’t enjoy it too much," he warned, his eyes sharp, "pain is a tool, not your pleasure.""
after a fight, dad made mom go outside in the yard and had me and my brother spray her with a hose like a dog. dad thought it was hysterical, but i'll never forget how her wet white clothes clung to her body, humiliating her by revealing everything.
