Pop’s face turned stone cold. “Hell no.” He shook his head back and forth. “I ain’t never hit a woman. I may be a piece of shit, but I didn’t go that far.” I tossed my head back and laughed before meeting his eyes again. “Nah, you just like to beat on kids. Right, Pop?” I looked away from him and mumbled under my breath. “Sorry son of a bitch.”
