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The last thing I wanted was for him to get rich on some scam and then head out. So I watched the TV hoping he wasn't really gonna win.
But as the announcer called out the numbers, one after the other, I realized it was happening. And then that last number came up.
"Forty-four." The announcer said.
And that was that. My daddy had just won a hundred grand. Shit!
He stood up, stabbed his fist into the air, and let out a whoop like you wouldn't believe.
Then he sat down and looked at me with such a smirk on his face. He didn't need to say I told you so.
And then I did it. I admit it was a silly and stupid thing to do. But I did it.
I grabbed the ticket from him. Just like that. It was easy because he wasn't at all expecting it.
"Hey," he said. "Give that back to me. What the fuck are you doing?"
Then I got up and I ran. I was laughing, too. That's the crazy part.
I'm telling you, my daddy was a dangerous man. For all I knew he was gonna get that pistol of his and shoot me through!
But there I was, just running around the house with that ticket of his. And he was chasing me.
First he chased me around the dining room table. I stopped halfway. He was just across the table from me. I picked up the ticket and waved it at him.
"It's the winning ticket," I said, taunting him. "It's worth a hundred grand. I guess I'm gonna be rich."
"That ain't your fucking ticket! Hand it over!"
That jackass literally jumped across the table at me!
Shit, all kinds of vases and stuff fell over. Some of them fell on the floor and broke. This shit was getting serious.
I swear, I couldn't stop laughing though. This was the most fun I'd had in a long time!
Daddy tried to grab me, but I just barely slid out of his grasp. Then I tore out of the dining room. I knew just where I was going next.
I dashed up the stairs toward my bedroom. I jumped right on my bed. Then I sat crosslegged waiting.
Did I mention I had nothing on but cutoffs and a halter? I adjusted it all to make it as presentable as possible. If you get my meaning.
Daddy stormed into my room. He was panting and breathing heavy. He'd even broken a little bit of a sweat. He smelled good!
He stepped right up to my bed. He towered over me. Then he gave me that lopsided grin of his again.
"All right. Enough of your fun." He said. "Now hand over that goddam ticket."
So do you know what I did then?
I slipped that tic
ket right into my cutoffs. And I wasn't wearing no panties. If you get what I mean?
"What the fuck you doing?" He said.
"I'm just keeping the ticket safe for you." I said.
"You don't think I won't take that ticket from you?" He said.
