" Natalia. Come please, " my dad told me while we were playing golf.
I was scared because of the way he talked to me. I thought that he will scream to me or something. He just wanted to "correct me" a little because the first shot that I did sucked. My dad started talking to me calmly. (I knew that sooner or later he will loose his temper.) I tried to pay attention to him. I looked at him calmly while he was explaining everything. He was explaining me stuff that I considered totally wrong, but I paid attention anyway. I pretended to understand and to agree but I did not do anything that he said.
The point is that he came to me explaining stuff (wrong stuff) and I looked at my mom and I saw her kind of crying. I asked my dad why.
"Oh, yeah...Uhmm, I accidentally hit her with the uhm golf club..."
"What?!"
He was also "explaining" my mom how to grab the club. He told her to stand in a certain place where she could see what he was doing. My mom obediently stood there right behind my dad. My dad started his back swing and...BANG! My dad just hit my mom in the head! She almost fell! I was amazed because my dad was so calmed when my mom was there in the golf car crying. Thank Goodness she didn't open her head.
My dad always tells a part of the story, but I really wanted to know the real version (my mom's). She said that her right part of her head hurt all the way to her ear. The pain spread out all the way to her arm and she has been like that the whole day... I really feel sorry for her. I even make her a massage so that she could feel a little better. The weekend are always kind of stressing when my dad is here. The rest of the time he's working in the office or in some other country still working.
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