Daddy looked at me, his features laced with anger. “Yeah? And what about when y’all get married? What about when he turns into a raging drunk like his father? Or what about when he walks out and leaves you just like his mother left him?” Hendrix moved faster than lightning. Shoving me to the side, he shoved his chest into Daddy’s. Daddy fisted his right hand at his side and I knew he was moments away from swinging. “Daddy—” My scream was cut off when Grandmama slapped him right across the face. Hard.
