DADDY'S GHOST

Her efforts to speak was met with another slap.
"Shut up when I talking" his voice echoed.
Another slap followed, this time the sound was louder. She was pleading for him to stop between her suppressed scream.
"Are you still talking?" He barked like one of those hungry wild dogs.
"Honey! Honey!!" Ruby started as Bobby's voice broke her trance.
"You've been holding that fork midway between the table and your mouth, what's the matter? Is it uncle Jack? What did he say?"
"Slow down" Rubby interrupted "it was a beautiful day, uncle Jack and his wife were sweet" she continued as she stretched her left hand and laid it caressingly on his.
"Ruby honey, then what's the matter?" He enquired.
"Just a recollection of a dreadful past but this evening is too beautiful, I wont ruin it with the detail, maybe another day but for tonight, I can't wait to be in your loving arms" she said with a suddenly glow in her countenance as she resumed her meal.

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