John was drinking his coffee, glaring at you. Your mother was feeding Manny, your baby brother. She didn’t care about you at all.

“Finish that homework quick, boy. it’s 6:38. Y’er bus will be here soon.”

You stayed silent and continued doing your homework as fast as you could.

“Y’er lucky I don’t beat your ass for not doing it last night.” he placed his coffee on the counter and took a drag of a cigar. “kids these days think they can be lazy fucks without getting any discipline…”