I lifted the scissors, my intention had been to return to the flowers but he looked so terrified that I just stood there holding them while he continued. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said those things, they obviously upset you and that’s not right.” My dad took that moment to arrive home from work and walk through the kitchen to get a drink. Nathan and I froze in silence. As dad was leaving he called over his shoulder, “Sweety, don’t threaten with scissors, use the big knives instead.” Nathan stared at my father’s retreating back, a look of total shock on his face.
What? I said it was short.