I would have fallen flat on my ass if not that Clara was still holding on to me. I went blind for a second, my cheek going numb from the intensity of the slap I'd received. Tears flew out of my eyes like a tap had been turned on and I couldn't figure out whether it was due to the pain from the slap or the pain of never having a father again.

"What's going on there? Why would you slap my daughter like that!" A voice I never imagined—okay, maybe I'd daydreamed that moment many times, but it was a dream I never thought could manifest itself in real...