Dying

 David, lay on, his deathbed. His oldest daughter was dead. This  Made it safe for his youngest daughter to go and see him take his final breath. There was a huge unresolved question. She had asked it before, and his nastiness had put her off again. That was her last chance. « Tell me, before you die, when a gang of six men broke into our home and gang raped me as a child. Why did you do nothing. ? Why did you not seek medical care for me? Why did you not take me to the police? »

You were not raped. He said.

Openly shocked that her father would still be taking this line. This callous evil lie, even after all of this time she gaped in silent shock at the impossibility and I’m movability at the complete and absolute lack of any resolution possible. 

He grunted nastilly with a gesture like head butt into the air, accomonied by a, triumphant, grunt. The gesture suggested triumph over a loser. But she was older now and more sure of herself.

« What does that mean? « , she said. «  does it mean that you’re pleased with yourself? Are you truly pleased with your callous lie? You’re pleased that you can perform such evil that I am shocked? I am sorry for what ever must have happened to you to have made you take pleasure in performing, callous evil. , I I am going to give you two more minutes to think. Is it really what you want, your final act in life would be to lie about something so dreadful and to take pleasure in hurting in such a dreadful way, and to be pleased with yourself and show off that you have succeeded in the act of violence? think before I leave, and I will leave in 90 seconds. think is that really how you want to end your life your final act?


And it was..

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