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"Calm down," John urged, walking in with a box in his hand.
"You calm down," I growled. I have no control over this anger right now. He set a box of chocolates in front of me. My dad has a smile on his stupid face.
"I got a new shotgun," my dad announced.
"And we wonder why she's f*****g nuts," John sighed. I opened the box and stuffed three chocolates in my mouth and continued to chew aggressively.
"She's really upset," my dad informed him as if John were blind. "Come on then. We were going to the shooting range. We cleaned out the old barracks and set up some new stuff for Mikhail,"
I got up faster than I had wanted. One thing I remember about my dad is, every time I got upset as a kid, he would take me to the shooting range to channel my anger. I lo
