"Stop crying, whore!" Yelled her father, another blow heard landing on her mother's cheek, her crying out and whimpering. "All i want is to come home, have my dinner and not have to deal with your blubbering and that stupid, useless kid's constant wandering off when she should be here earning her keep!" He bellowed, the sound of another glass breaking, accompanied by her mothers crying once more. "Now get my god damned dinner on the god damned table before I snap you and the brat in two!"<br/><br/>Her mother could be heard sniffling as she moved about the kitchen, making her father's meal as she was commanded, hoping Sarah had stayed away, her little girl only seeming to be safe when she wasn't in the house.