
I hear the thumps of my father's steps coming up the stairs. I knew he'd come. As an 18-year-old girl, I knew as soon as I came home from school and saw Daddy's truck in the driveway and not Mom's, I knew how this afternoon would go. I knew how this evening would go. I knew I wouldn't sleep tonight.
Am I a slut for being excited? I wondered.

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