My Father

Night/Dry/Air-Con/SSP's bedroom in a flat somewhere in the North


My father went to see a doctor this morning. He looked worried, but my mother didn't. In fact, she looked pissed. When my father came home, he has a tube of cream with him.

'What was it for?' I asked.

'Abrasion.'

'Abrasion? Where?'

'Don't ask. It's nothing serious.'

I walked to my mother in the kitchen. She was busy peeling an onion. 'Father said he's got an abrasion.'

'I know.'

'What happened?'

'He masturbated too much.'

At that moment, I felt ill. I locked myself in the bathroom, vomitted my breakfast.

'Both of you are sick!' I heard my mother shrieking outside.


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