“Do you know what that bully said?” I call. “I heard her. I heard her say it with my own ears.” He turns to face me. My eyes fill with tears at the sheer memory of it. Poor Willow. “She said that Willow’s mum probably killed herself just to get away from her. Do you have any idea what it would be like to hear that being said to you?” He scowls, clearly torn between disbelief and hurt. “You’re her father, for fuck’s sake.” His face falls. “You were going to ground her without a second thought,” I whisper in disgust.
