Your father throwing darts at the board, hand shaking a bet with his friend. Failure. Laughter and jeers. Followed with a slap to the face. "You put me off boy."
Stinging cheek and drowning eyes, the feeling of a free range egg lodged in your throat.
Dragged home by your ear, you listen with your ears and you are punished through your ears.
Sit in your room and read the bible.
No supper for you tonight.
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