This is probably the worst I've ever felt about myself.

We were watching something on TV. Or she was. I was trying to read a magazine.

She hit me, and without thinking, without even realizing, I hit her back.

She was wearing those horn rimmed glasses.

I can barely write about it all, but since she moved in, things have changed.

Penny hates her father. With good reason.

But now I get the feeling that somehow she is lashing out at me because she hates him.