This time walter's father said It in a deeper, more commanding voice “what's wrong boy” Walter said that his legs hurt so walter's dad told him to pull down his pants and all I could think about “no, not in the clean kitchen” but as soon as I saw Walters legs I was whisked away in a flood of other questions. Walter had that look of he was making up excuses and then out of nowhere he said “mother beat me with a stick” I was so traumatized I could not speak my brain shut down right there. After, that I took him to a hot bath and set him gently down in it. I still would not make eye contact because I was so shocked at his accusation. When I got out of the bathroom, I went to the kitchen to clean up the dishes and Walter's father was waiting for me with the look that showed all of the disgust and anger and when he saw me it was like a bomb went off in his head. He was so mad that he could barely get the words out “IF YOU EVER...HOW...WHY...IF YOU EVER TOUCH HIM AGAIN I’LL…”as he struggled to get the words out I was crying my mouth still would not cooperate with my brain so all I could do is
This time walter's father said It in a deeper, more commanding voice “what's wrong boy” Walter said that his legs hurt so walter's dad told him to pull down his pants and all I could think about “no, not in the clean kitchen” but as soon as I saw Walters legs I was whisked away in a flood of other questions. Walter had that look of he was making up excuses and then out of nowhere he said “mother beat me with a stick” I was so traumatized I could not speak my brain shut down right there. After, that I took him to a hot bath and set him gently down in it. I still would not make eye contact because I was so shocked at his accusation. When I got out of the bathroom, I went to the kitchen to clean up the dishes and Walter's father was waiting for me with the look that showed all of the disgust and anger and when he saw me it was like a bomb went off in his head. He was so mad that he could barely get the words out “IF YOU EVER...HOW...WHY...IF YOU EVER TOUCH HIM AGAIN I’LL…”as he struggled to get the words out I was crying my mouth still would not cooperate with my brain so all I could do is