It is raining again in Texas, and cold enough to make the leaves turn red and yellow and orange. The cracked and useless swimming pool is filled with rain water. 343 more words
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We’re fighting again. It’s getting loud. I don’t like loud. I don’t like yelling.
“I’m going for a walk to cool off.” I tell him, and I leave the house, careful to not slam the door, because doors slamming is scary. 1,714 more words
In her study Fathers and Daughters, Sue Sharpe writes:
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In Asian families, fathers are generally even more removed from the everyday discourse of personal and especially female issues, and such communication between father and daughter may be minimal.