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18. Emma

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April 2009

I was finishing the last rehearsal I was going to deliver and I heard the commotion in the entrance of the house, I went outside to see if Mom was around to deal with her husband, but she didn't show up. I was tired of the same thing, every day, when the time for my father's return approached, I looked for thousands of excuses to go out.

I grabbed my keys, locked the bathrobe I was wearing as pajamas, and went to open the door. It was my cousin who had taken him that time, with the help of the Smith brothers, who were trying to get the drunk man out of the back of the truck, but he resisted.

When they managed to get him under control, I opened the door for them and gave him the pleading puppy look he always gave to people who took pity on his misery to bring him home safely.

"I'm sorry, cousin," David came closer, "we were closing the workshop, he peeked out, put on his usual show, and ended up throwing everything up.”

"I'm sorry you did these guys; I really can't th
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