Her father hefted himself to his feet, stumbling on a wine bottle as he walked towards her. "Well, let's see how you did." Lucy's hand shook as she gave him the card."You got two D-s… one for math and the other for reading! WHY?"
She started to cry. "I don't know, Dad. I tried really hard."
Her father undid his belt and pulling it free, grabbed his eight-- year-- old daughter. "If your mom was still alive she would be ashamed of you too."
Lucy started to cry, and as he started hitting her with the leather strap. Lucy cried even louder.
It would be one beating after another over the years that followed. Lucy's life divided between the misery at home and her friend Amy.As a twelve year old standing at the front of church with Amy beside her, Lucy was grateful her friend had invited her to church three years earlier. She had been surprised her dad let her go, and keep going. Now, in front of all the people in the church, Lucy had gone forward to accept Jesus as her Lord and Savior. She did not understand this heavenly Father, but she knew that He loved her. Holding Amy's hand, she prayed to receive Jesus. For the first time in her life, Lucy was at peace.
After graduating from high school, Lucy and Amy left for college, moving into the same dorm. Months later, while watching the news, a story caught the girls' attention. "There has been a major accident on Interstate 35 tonight. A man in a Ford Focus allegedly drove his vehicle on the wrong side of the road, where it collided head on with a pickup truck. Police have reported that the driver of the Focus had a two point eight blood alcohol level. Both drivers were taken to the hospital, where they are reported to be in critical condition." As video of the drunk driver flashed across the screen, Amy turned shocked eyes toward her friend. "Lucy, that looks like your dad."
Lucy shook her head. "I'm sure it's not."
Amy leaned a little closer to the television and squinted her eyes to try and get a clearer view. "I think it is your dad."
Before Lucy could reply, the phone rang and she answered it. "Hello."
"Is this Lucy Littlefield?"
"This is Lucy."
"I'm Officer Moore from the Minnesota State Patrol."
"Okay," Lucy said, her eye's rolling. Knowing this call was about her dad.
"Is your father Colin Littlefield?"
"Yeah." She frowned.
"We want to make sure we have the right person. We found your number on a card in your dad's wallet. Your father was in a major car accident this evening. He was under the influence--."
Lucy cut in and said ........
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