In From the Cold
“Hazel was walking quickly. She saw her mother’s frowning face at the window, stopped, then continued more slowly.
Rose met her outside the shack. The hours of waiting had made her more angry and more frightened. Her rage and her fear took over her good sense. She came at her daughter with her hand raised in the air. The hand came down with a fury, smacking Hazel across the face and sending the girl sprawling into the dirt.
“Get up!” shouted Rose, as Hazel lay where she fell. “Get up and face me! Do you know what you put me through?”
Rose grabbed Hazel by the jacket shoulders, lifted her to her feet, then slapped her again into the dirt.
“You do not leave!” Rose yelled. “You know that. Why did you leave? Where did you go?”
“I just...”
“I don’t care what you have to say,” Rose said. “You don’t care about me! I do all of this!” Rose waved her hands at the shack made out of trash. “I do all of this for you, to protect you, and you repay me by running off the first chance you get.”
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