"I crashed at friend's houses. Some of them were really nice, but couldn't let me stay forever. Others wanted what the landlord did. I'm a good little slut, daddy. I'm sorry, I know you don't want to hear this but you need to know how awful I am. I still worked and saved and...and I planned. I found things out, about you, about your neighbor, I had an idea. If you abandoned me then you owed me. And I'd take what I was owed. I knew what men wanted, and I wasn't afraid to...to seduce my own father. I'm sick, I know, but it's different now. Please believe me. I found out. I saw the letter and I know mom was lying and I love you. Please...just believe that."
Well, s**t.
That fit all the facts that I knew. The lies. The conflict. The love she'd shown me in unguarded moments. Goddamnit. I saw
