I watch as he drops like a bowling ball, holding his gut, groaning like he's dying. He's not... I could totally make it worse. I could'a gone for the jewels... but like I said, I was playing nice."Alright, Baby Girl. Let's go get your stuff," I say pulling her away from her father and down the hall to where I know her room is... I know... I have issues. But good news, she'll never be in this room ever again after this!Roxie looks behind her in disbelief, and I just chuckle. Bastard deserved it after all the times he'd hurt my girl."Roxie?" A woman coming out in a bathrobe asks, standing in the door of a darkened room."Yes, mama," Roxie says quietly, not looking her in the eye."Where have you been?! We needed you! You can't just go off and leave us..." the woman rants."Actually, she can. You see, Roxie is 21 years old. She doesn't need you any more. You might need her, but that isn't her fault. She is completely capable of living without you and your dead beat husband. I'm taking
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