Chapter 90

Katie’s POV

Witness days and nights like this one when we jump, startled, and frightened every time the doors get slammed in the house, and his voice is loud, his speech slurred, and his short fuse brings upon us dire times.

Abandon her here, fearing that I may never see her again.

That my father might do something stupid.

That he might make a mistake.

That someone else might snatch her because he didn’t pay attention to her while living in a daze, imbued with alcohol, or getting high.

Whatever heart-rending circumstances he might create would also get her.

Dark scenarios swirl in my head as I weigh...