tls My dad smashed my jaw for “talking back.” Mom laughed, “That’s what you get for being useless.” Dad said, “Maybe now you’ll learn to keep that gutter mouth shut.” I smiled. They had no idea what was coming.
The crack was not just bone. It was the sound a life makes when it finally bends too far and decides it will never bend again. My father’s hand struck my face with the calm, practiced certainty of a man who had always mistaken force for authority. My teeth slammed together, bright pain burst behind…
