Girl Boss
says the loving, warm voice.
"I punched him in the face, Mom," I sigh. "He keeps getting in her business."
She sighs. "How bad is it?"
I look at my right hand. The knuckles are beet red, but some purple is starting to rise to the surface, along with swelling. The middle one looks like it wants to bleed. Actually, the two on the other side want to as well, but the hand itself feels stiff.
"I temporarily have fucked my hand up," I answer, shaking it out again.
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