“God, what kind of father am I?” He reached over and took his daughter in a shoulder hug from behind, “Tell me you haven’t been starving yours...lf! Are you, OK?”“Dad, I’m--”“When did you start losing weight?”“During the summer,” She lied. Hell, she had gained 6 pounds over summer vacation. It was September and hardly even fall.“Goddammit! I’ll call you off school,” He mumbled trying to get his thoughts in order.Off school? When she finally looked like this? No. No fucking way!“Dad I’m--”“Baby,. I wasn’t even sure how I got to bed. I was so drunk. And now I was so hung over.I hugged the wall and tried to find a cool spot on my pillow to lay my head. You’d think in a hotel this expensive the bed would be a little farther from the wall so you could walk around it. The thought of walking made my stomach turn. If I could stand up, I could make it to the bathroom. I rolled toward the other edge of the narrow bed and nearly fell out before I got my feet under me. The room spun and I lurched. More

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